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anxiety
grab my thoughts,
and rip apart my soul
squeeze my brain and make me scream
till truth is nowhere to be seen
ill cry and cry..
ill make myself bleed
having all these toughts
means little to me
im trapped by confusion
spinning in circles
light to darkness
i'll rip myself apart
it never ends, it never will
it's not like you care,
it's not like you will
i shake my head
and pull my hair
you're not there,
you don't care.
a good poem with plenty of potential and desciptive vocabulary could take some spelling lessons though:P