Anxiety is like a rock.
If you throw it in water,
It'll sink to the ground,
Where it'll never be found.
It just sits there and waits,
For it's next victim.
Cause tonight it'll be too late.
To throw the "rock" away.
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Poems
PoetryThe first poem i wrote for creative writing. The rest is my life and what I feel or what I think, so please don't judge. Thanks!
