Anxiety:
I can't talk to people, I can't ask for anything.
You bring me back. I'm scared of people. I'm terrified of the scars.
Anxiety you did so much to me only for
14 years.
Why are you so bad. But you are my closest friend. I try so hard to overcome you but it seems I can't.
I belong to you and can't escape from the pain you gave me. I can't seem to put you on the side and walk away.
Goodbye anxiety.
-Mick{e}y
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Pretty In Poems
PuisiI write poems to explain the darkness of depression or anxiety, people have their own way of seeing it but I just want to make it clear it's not easy for those who have it. I'm hoping you'll enjoy this book of my poems. If you need help reach out to...
