Hollowed Out

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Anxiety

clawing at my stomach

my brain

 like it’s starving for attention

I can barely breathe

 not quite used to this feeling

 

 Is there another way to describe

 I can’t write

 or think

or focus

and

there’s no reason

 

feels like its eating me alive

I’m watching it grow

I’m watching my mind

tear me to pieces. 

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  • sorenbarrett

    A poem of emotional agony well written



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