Anxiety

by Jack Ryan   Jul 11, 2007


When will my ship sail?
when will all the pain go away?
when everything ive'd worked for and done
has gone astray.
Living at the edge of reality,
madness slowly creeping to my sanity,
living with the fear of monstrosity.
black is the day that i see before my eyes,
with a flickering sadness swiftly passing by.

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