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Type: Poem | Source: 2024-11-27.org | Permalink: anxiety
anxiety consumes meI call for youa soft voice warms me;I’m no longer alone.A fragile connection,shattered by a vague pressanxiety calls me.
I babble onto myself,avoiding the faces in the dark,and those in the light,watching me.
constellations, a million miles away,judge me incessantly,yet you weave them into shapes,a sharp comfort in chaos.<2024-11-27 Wed>