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A swift wipe of my sweaty palm.
Anxiety rises and muscles tense
Tears well up on the cheek.
Fear and loneliness seep inside
How can I seek the truth?
An itch, a thought, a word
None can sooth me now.
Clinging to unknown depths and layers
Wishing for peace and acceptance.
3 comments:
Wow Mandy! I could feel the anxiety build as each verse followed. Loved it!
You've painted a vivid picture with your words. I love it! (Hope it's not really something that's going on...if so, I'm here if you need to holler, scream, vent, etc.)
I had to come back to read this poem again. I really love it!
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