Dear Anxiety

Sun, 02/11/2018 - 15:43 -- brittk

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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