I lie in bed
And I think
Think about
The past
The present
The future
Why did I do that?
What should I do now?
Where will I be?
The anxiety kicks in
And fucks with my brain
Forget about the past
Forget about the future
Live in the present
But I can't
I lie in bed
While all these thoughts
Drift into my head
Anxiety leaves
As I fall asleep
Can I stay like this?
I have to wake up at some point
But I don't want to
Anxiety will come back
Then what will I do?
Lie in bed
And think.
- I hope you guys enjoyed this poem. Anxiety can be a bitch. Please like and comment with what you think or ideas for another poem. Thanks again for reading.
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