Do you understand?

These are poems based on my personal experiences. Some I've lived, some I've witnessed.


9. Anxiety. Go The Fuck Away.

I can hear it.
The screaming through the bedroom door.
I can hear the walls getting punched.
The cursing. The insults.
I'm not stupid.
I see what's happening here.
You guys fight, and think I'm not within ear.
Just great.
I'm already nervous all the time anyway.
As if this is going to help.
Anxiety is fucking stupid. I hope it goes away.
I'm so done.
I don't even care.
I just wanna get it out of my hair.
The attacks are terrible.
The stress is annoying.
I need help.
Fuck you anxiety.
Just go away.

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