Anxiety, my friend

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Anxiety, a friend I wish I didn't know,
A constant presence that never lets go,
A storm that rages inside my mind,
Leaving me breathless, helpless, and blind.

My heart races, my palms sweat,
As I try to escape this suffocating net,
But the more I struggle, the tighter it gets,
And I'm left feeling like a prisoner in my own bed.

The world around me seems to shrink,
As if I'm trapped in a tiny, claustrophobic ring,
And every little noise becomes a threat,
Making me jump and worry and fret.

I try to tell myself that it's all in my head,
That I'm not really in danger, I'm not really dead,
But my body and mind refuse to believe,
And I'm left feeling like I'm about to heave.

I'm exhausted, but I can't sleep,
My thoughts are a tornado, swirling deep,
And I'm left feeling like I'm about to implode,
As this anxiety takes over, uncontrolled.

Sometimes it's a whisper, a gentle hum,
Other times it's a scream, a raging drum,
And no matter how much I try to fight,
It seems to come back, with all its might.

But I won't give up, I won't give in,
I'll keep on fighting, through thick and thin,
For even though anxiety is my foe,
It's also a reminder that I'm alive, you know.

So I'll take a deep breath, and face the day,
And even though I'm scared, I'll find a way,
For I refuse to let anxiety win,
I'll keep on going, with a heart that's bold and thin.

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Pete

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