Anxiety’s Whisper
My anxiety followed
All of this life
Leaving trails
Of regret
I’ve know so little
Beyond this broken brain
Before the embrace of light
Came to me in the night
As I fed myself
What I desired
Felt myself slipping
Blade in hand falling
Oblivion calling
Now I rest
Anxiety dead
I’m no longer tired
Cutting knife
Flash of steel
Once to deep
Final whispers wandered
Away without a care.
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