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Anxiety’s Invasion

Listen carefully

It’s almost like nothing can be heard.

An endless void filled with white noise,

It’s pacifying yet frightening.

A finger brought to one’s lips

Hush.

It’s quiet but not still.

In this darkness 

One’s eyes cannot adjust.

The silence soon becomes deafening.

Drip, drip, drip.

The agitation dissipates,

But the darkness remains.

There is no escape

To cope is all to do.