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Relationship With Anxiety

Anxious Minds

By kat belairePublished 6 years ago 2 min read
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We threw rocks shattering our glass house ,

Now we are crumbling in its pieces ,

I cut myself trying to escape the debri ,

Grazed my heart like a cut knee ,

We lived in our sin ,

Dwelled in hypocrites inn ,

Slept with lust and envy ,

Danced the tango with pride and gluttony,

You fed every poison inside me ,

You crept in my bones ,

Swept over me just to see ,

How easy it’d be

To utterly destroy me ,

Your poison filled me to the brim ,

I learned to circum to your every whim ,

Let you convince me this was fine ,

Lead me to walk a moral tightrope line ,

I smile when your gone even if only a while,

I am a glass house and your breaking me ,

Can’t you see ,

All of me is falling apart ,

Do you hear my shattering heart ,

But Anxiety is a lover I can not break up with ,

I can’t not reason with ,

An abusive self hating relationship I long to ditch ,

Every compulsive itch ,

Burns inside me ,

It doesn’t let me be ,

I’m a glass house slowly shattering myself ,

Throw rocks through my windows ,

Casting shadows ,

Over frailty ,

Breaking down my morality ,

Questioning my ability ,

To keep my sanity ,

I’m tucked in at night ,

With insecurities and doubts that cradle me tight ,

I struggle against myself in a boxing fight ,

I feel like a prisoner in my own body ,

Held captive by anxiety ,

Weigh down in ocd ,

Drowning in enevability,

Consumed by fear that won’t let me be ,

Self doubt seems to be the only thing that can comfort me ,

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