Demons howling in the rain
bent on driving me insane
growling, scowling, rolling trains
screaming meemees, whooping cranes
Pounding, hounding, grounding fear
spiking, striking, piercing spears
through the walls of thin veneer
suddenly they all appear
Unexpected are those guests
dreaded and unwelcome pests
holding captive is their quest
leaving me once more depressed.
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Great imagery in this piece, a poem that will strike a cord with anyone who has experienced anxiety!