Dear Anxiety
Dear Anxiety,
I guess I didn’t know what was down or up the road
All I knew was as I got older my happiness started to corrode
As the masses started asking
What I had in store for the future I was drafting
But the answer I still did not know
You then came and started to grow
Planting fears and uncertainties
Raging into newfound emergencies
You caused me doubt and panic
For the future seemed so gigantic
A decision could alter it all
For then I would be left only to fall
Why won’t you just be gone
let me live on
This poem is about:
Me
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