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  • Emily Bad

Anxiety: Mental Health

It's like I'm hung by chains,

Dangling, like a pendulum,

Swinging, Swaying

As time passes by,

My hands solve the problems,

As my brain deciphers the code,

The laughter in my head becomes echoes,

Louder, Loathing,


As time passes by,

We can be here, there or anywhere

Yet I'm still stuck here,

In this moment,

Frozen with fear,

Can't move, can't breathe

Can't scream,

I'm slowly wearing down,

As time passes by.


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