Do you ever feel anxiety's wheel making nauseous once freed mind?
I tighten, then release
Then clench solid for tomorrow's today
Why can't they just  pause their words when then they see my angst
It's wicked tongue bears such lashing
With crooked grin, they are aroused
Does it give such pleasure to ****** that blade with soulless gaze?
Would I amuse you still if  eyes sunk empty and painted smile mock your own?
Oh, how I anticipate my release from your hold
That schoolhouse chatter
You bring near my space begins the cycle of numb.
I pull back the scab for release
With no promise it will ever heal