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that sudden memory of the time the barista said enjoy your coffee and I automatically said you too
#AnxietyPoems lol
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grouchydairy · 1 year
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that sudden memory of the time the barista said enjoy your coffee and I automatically said you too
#AnxietyPoems lol
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ramyeongif · 2 years
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that sudden memory of the time the barista said enjoy your coffee and I automatically said you too
https://medium.com/science-soul/many-revolutions-prior-ff15494595d3 / #AnxietyPoems lol
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anxietyproblem · 3 years
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Just for fun. Let’s all write a poem about anxiety. 
Start with, Dear anxiety...
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grace-mi · 2 years
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Anxiety
If my Anxiety was water,
It could fill an ocean.
It's endlessly vast,
and I'm constantly being
thrashed around.
If I don't find a raft soon,
I'm afraid I will drown.
If my Anxiety was a plant,
it would be a vine.
It stretches and grows
without the intensions to fight,
But it strangles out my brain and heart,
just for a little light.
If my Anxiety was a fire.
It would rage and blow,
It's kept me warm,
even when my heart
felt like snow.
But I'm constantly burning,
my skin hot to the touch,
and even when the problem is simple,
the fire is too much.
But my Anxiety is not
Water,
A Vine,
A Fire,
My Anxiety is me.
I wish my anxiety kept to itself,
and would just let me be.
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demon-city · 5 years
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unknown.
i fear the unknown-
outside the box- is rejection. 
it’s cold and i’m shaking.
it’s risk. 
i stutter. 
i pinch and pull at my fingers trying to get the words out.
it’s pain. 
i cry. 
i squeeze my head and scream the words out.
it’s too much. 
my thoughts are the only ones who hear the words. 
no one is here.
so i go inside the box.
but inside the box- is discomfort. 
it’s hot and i’m aching.
it’s dark. i can’t see.
it’s still pain. 
it’s my own rejection.
it’s anger. 
nothing is proven. 
no one is here. 
so i go outside the box.
it’s fatigue.
what is it made of? 
why is it here? 
where is rationality? reality?
can i destroy it?
can i cut it out- of me? 
maybe if someone listens- it will go away.
but no one is here. no one listens.
and the box- the words- the pain- i protect.
because it is the only thing that is known. 
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itsshainy · 5 years
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Breathe in, breathe out
Take a deep breath in
breathe out.
Feel the fresh air go over your skin
What are you concerend about?
Close your eyes and breathe in
Let loose of all the negative thoughts while breathing out.
- Shainy
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poemsbylorna · 5 years
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i actually really enjoyed writing this one and i think it turned out pretty well xx
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annetaylorwrites · 5 years
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lazylavendersworld · 2 years
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My heart is pounding, my hands clenched,
Breath.
My thoughts are racing and then pacing,
Breath.
My body frozen yet burning,
Breath.
My smile plastered, are those cracks?
My breathing seizing, 'endure the migraine it's almost over'.
Try to Breath.
People chattering,
Breath.
Vision blurring,
Start to count and breath.
One.
Breath.
Two.
Breath.
Three.
Poem by LazyLavender'sWorld
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nickadiguburke · 2 years
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~ Drowning ~ I'm a drowning man, dying in my darkest thoughts My breath taut My nerves fraught with anxiety's disabling woe But the flow I can't cope, it too swift and stifling to escape It's too late I'm too late, to claw myself from the numbing cold Too damn cold Too damn old, and too damn frail of the broken mind Almost blind It'd be kinder to harpoon me from where you gawp As though taught manners was a class you badly failed "But all hail the drowning man, see his mask contort" "His pained thoughts screwing that crazy reddening face" "His damn baseless rants spraying from his spitting gob" "Now he sobs" "See the throb of veins like worms breaking in his head" "Oh the dread" "His life's thread unravelling from the mortal coil" "The earth's soil calling him, calling him to come home" "He is alone" "And he's cold, his thoughts stop, his pain numbed forever" "Like he never had the world's ills trapped in his head" "He is dead" "HE is dead!" ~ Nick Adigu Burke ~ #anxietypoem #darkpoetry #mypoetry #mypoems #poetry #poetrylover #poetrycommunity #anxiety #depression #darkthoughts #darkmood #behappy #beinghappy #itsokaynottobeokay #NickAdiguBurke #NickAdiguBurkepoetry #manchesterpoetry #mancpoet #poetslife #writerslife #lifequotes #depressionquotes #anxietyquotes #writersCommunity #shortstory #narrativepoem #creativewriting #poetsociety #modernpoetry #rhymingpoem (at Holmfirth) https://www.instagram.com/p/CWiso1PMmt4/?utm_medium=tumblr
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thtstonedpoet · 3 years
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Lost
This poem is from my 2018 project, Poetic Gift. It’s the intro to my project. I’ll leave the written version below the audio. It’s still available on all streaming platforms. Tell me what you think in the comments. Poetic GiftContinue reading
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poetic-phoenix-blog · 6 years
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Anxitipedes
They've told me to relax
In fact, that's all that anyone
has ever done
Relax, relax
RELAX
I say I'm fine, I'm okay
Some know I'm lying
Others look the other way
I'm lying, I'm not alright
I say I'm okay
Until my fears crawl across the floor
Physical representations of my own
Lack of maturity.
I'm okay when the sun is shining
And I've got my boots on
My face is painted, game
I'm okay until my vulnerabilities
Touch my insecurites and the moon
The moon is my only hope
The only reminent of beauty
In a black sky, a black night
The moon reminds me to focus
To come back down off of my panic
My muse
In this black mind of mine
People are art, but sometimes art is ugly
It's all plain as day in this hand job
They've handed me
I know I'm scared
I know I worry
You think I don't know I suffer from anxiety?
You haven't noticed that I've stopped lining my eyes
Because makeup smudges when I involuntarily cry
The worst is when I think I can't breathe
And they all just stare and they tell me the same
Same old thing, relax
I thought peace would line the walls of my home
But instead primal fears invoke a deeper wound
And I'm afraid, I'm running away from my own fears
And i get trapped within the confines of this structure I pay for
Sometimes I think I should ask my anxiety to pay me some rent
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slickthepoet · 5 years
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#anxiety “I’m tired of thinking Solving situations just to get to the problems I’m facing No sleep as the moon light creeps Thoughts become deep So deep the demons eat Through the mind of the black sheep’s Getting high while Jah I seek But these devil streets wasn’t made for peace Noble beast Lion heart beats While the beast family eats So much to see but visionally We don’t see a thing We just keep thinking Hoping our soul not forsaken This floor I’m keep pacing Thinking bout choices I’m making My heart keep on racing Because all the problems I’m facing” Every accomplishment means your moving forward no matter how big or small. #SlickStory from my album #FreedomSlave just hit #onethousand views just on #youtubemusic #youtube #SlickThePoet #PoeticRhythmMusic #TwentyFive #Poetry #ThePoet #AnxietyPoem (at New Orleans, Louisiana) https://www.instagram.com/p/B0vjynIlww0/?igshid=1ei9b0nphlq7k
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kasmills7 · 4 years
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I feel it creeping in
I know I’m not ok
STAY AWAY!
My thoughts aren’t my own
Lingering around for a moment
Then gone in an instant
GO AWAY!!
Is this ever going to change?
I hope for yes
But my mind screams “no”
Wishful thinking on my part, I guess
I CAN’T GET AWAY!!!
Where can I escape?
There’s no where to go
In my thoughts I remain
I WANT TO RUN AWAY!!!!
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Listless rage
Endless days
Filled with copious amounts of time
Shifting fields of consciousness
Overpowering my mind
Ready to do more
But scared to go back
The stinging fear of normality
Like the prick of a scorpion attack
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