Drowning in this deep misery
My life will soon be history
To you I am a mystery
The main problem about feeling
Is that it's not all appealing
If only it could bring healing
It's like a state of depression
Which always becomes oppression
This I cannot help but question
There is more to do than worry
I wish you weren't in a hurry
Why is my vision so blurry?
I can't ever see all your flaws
When you have me trapped in your jaws
It is natural to break all laws
This type of anxiety hurts
From my brain only fire squirts
Then my alarm sends it's alerts
It's mental anguish at its worst
Give me something to quench my thirst
Stress like this must be for the cursed
Soon this season will start to end
Then my brain can finally mend
Never will I make this a trend
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