Anxiety

Breathing fast, lungs of fire, Cant think cant speak I’m stuck, adrift in my own nightmare, But im awake, Awake to see my world crumble Awake to see my worst fears realized I see it without sight though I feel it I feel it everywhere I can’t breathe, I see stars So many stars… Oh there’s the floor

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