The venomous grip of anxiety is a formidable adversary. Even when you are confronted with the raw, undeniable love of another, their words of affection echoing in your ears, the sinister whisper of anxiety manages to seep through. It negates their declarations, convincing you of a reality where no one, not even the one standing before you, truly loves you. It's a relentless battle, a war waged within the confines of your own mind. This insidious voice, it triumphs, always... And the worst part? The world around you remains oblivious to your internal turmoil.
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Dean's Introspection and Poetry
PoetryI'm in my journey to self-discovery and understanding. I wanna do some introspection and allows myself for deep reflection and exploration of emotions and experiences. These poems are the reflection of my thoughts, emotions, life and experiences.
