Anxiety Poem by D. M. L. Catseye

Anxiety



The hurt is in my heart
In my hands an itching starts
These fingertips, they tingle and throb

My chest feels so heavy
This is nothing like me
I am fighting the urge to sob

It’s sadness and fear
I’m filled up to my ears
Try to shake it out of my head

I would rather be twirling
Than have anxieties swirling
Around me: I wish I was dead.

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D. M. L. Catseye

D. M. L. Catseye

West Chester, Cincinnatti, Ohio
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