My anxiety comes in waves
That wash away
The shells of all my senses
My presence becomes a statue,
And my spirit is moons away
My heart races,
And my mind loses the race
My feelings are all over the place
And I have to find a way to grab my
Own being transcended as though into
Space
I close my eyes and know I can decide.
Even ripples, over time,
Overcome waves.

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