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Ode to Anxiety

Ode to Anxiety

My body has learned a new trick
And because it is so enthusiastic about the things it learns 
It tries it… and tries it… 
Everyday…
Anytime possible…
I can feel it 
Right now
Attempting to cut my own breath
As if invisible inside claws held my throat tighter and tighter
Letting go at times
And going back to the choking after deciding I’ve had my fair share of O2 
I don’t need to see them
I feel them alright.


Anxiety, 
(They call it online)
Obsessive thoughts, 
Panic attacks, 
Depression… 
Derived from unresolved issues from the past
Triggered by new issues in my present.


Attacks
From the inside...
By my enemy

Myself.
© Grecia Albornoz 2019

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