Anxiety is heightened
I'm beginning to be frightened
I don't want this to happen
I didn't appreciate the old way of life
Everything is changing, nothing is right
When I sleep at night
That's my only escape
How long will it be this way?
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Schizoaffectively in Love
PoetryThere will be a lot of Poetry on Mental Illness, and love, and heartbreak.
