Anxious
Will you love me when I can't breathe?
Will you care when my skin crawls?
Will you hold me when the tears stream?
The tingles course through my veins,
The screams bubble between my lips,
I am a prisoner of my deprecating thoughts.
Words, more words.
Calm.
Just.
Please.
I cry out in the silence,
Understanding is the medicine I need.
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