Full of anxiety, drowning in doubt,
Depression whispers and I can’t tune it out.
Obsessions looping, no way to break free,
So I light up again, it’s the only relief.
For a moment, the silence feels kind,
A stillness that quiets my frantic mind.
But it never lasts, the calm always fades,
And anxiety creeps through the cracks I’ve made.
Weed used to help, now it just drains me,
Wallowing in miser...