I reach down my throat
pull my stomach out
give it to you, so you can tie it in a knot
and force it back inside me
through my ear
it presses on my heart, so it beats faster
and compresses my lungs, so I can’t breathe
it blocks the blood flow to my legs
until I collapse, eyes turning black
when it’s finally in place
I’m surrounded by fear
I hate you
I hate you
I do
if you struggle with anxiety, this poem is for you. it is special for you. it is the way i feel and the way i am sure you feel too.
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