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¿Why ? must you
H a U n T
My steps
Echo
~Echo~
~~Echo~~
~~~Echo~~~
w.o.r.d.s as they pass through my lip§
Warp my thoughts into
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Dark things,
✦Anxiety✦
Why must you shove these thoughtsThe ones that aren't my own
Into my <head>
I will not fear you,
✦Anxiety✦
Instead I ~ShAkE~ in my padded cell
With arms
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Forever across my chest and clothed in white~For they will never release me from this
H. E. L. L.
H. O. L. E.
"Help me", whispers scrape across my cracked
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And b/r\o|k\e/n
Lips
I am
Not
Afraid of you, anxietyI remember
"Quoted" from my humble self
"I will sooner be driven mad then fear you, anxiety"
How right I wasI shall never fear you again,
✦Anxiety✦
Sooner than I will fear you
Oh how I am doomed
Willow's b/ro\k\en branches and a •••necklace••• of rope
Wrap around my raw throat
I did not fear you,
✦Anxiety✦
~Before the darkness came~
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✦~Anxiety~✦
This is one of my darker poems, basically a story, really. You really have to read between the lines. Having anxiety or anything like it is kind of like a battle, but instead of fighting you are trying to just calm down and it isn't easy. ~stay strong, and keep trying~ you can do it.
~~~Blue~~~
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Whispers Of a Broken Pen
Poetry⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ These w.o.r.d.s. Are the ones I cannot speak out loud Because society is there to s.h.u.s.h. .m.e. I think that was the reason Someone invent...