Anxiety Poem by noelle see

Anxiety, you inspire me to write.
How I hate the way you eat, skip and hide,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the awful pride.

Let me compare you to a stark sawdust?
You are more scary, thundery and dark.
Steep heat toasts the dense frolics of August,
And summertime has the tense oligarch.

How do I hate you? Let me count the ways.
I hate your mean anger and attitude.
How your personality fills my days!
My hate for you is the unlawful pseud.