The Poetry of Anxiety 

Twisting

Tingling

Gnawing

Dizzy

Out of control

Nauseous

Queasy

Nothing easy

Mind games bending

All encompassing

Out damn thoughts

The rational mind knows

Torture pending

Waiting for an ending

Which is never as bad as its seems

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