My Horror

In the depths of the mind, where shadows creep,

Lies a horror that's hidden, buried deep.

Anxiety, a fiend with gnashing teeth,

Feeds on the doubts, sowing fear beneath.


It lurks in the corners, a sinister guest,

Whispering doubts, disrupting rest.

Its tendrils coil 'round the beating heart,

Squeezing tight, tearing dreams apart.


A phantom presence, it haunts the soul,

Unleashing chaos, taking its toll.

Racing thoughts, like thunderous drums,

Echoing fears, where darkness becomes.


Sleepless nights, plagued by restless dreams,

Visions of failure, ripping at the seams.

The world turns hostile, a twisted maze,

Lost in a fog, trapped in its haze.


Anxiety's grip, a suffocating vice,

Drains the color, extinguishes light.

Every step forward, a battle to fight,

Against the demons that cloud the sight.

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