Poem on anxiety

Like a ripple in the breeze
Cradling your insecurities
Anxiety takes a ready grip
With your fears poised to equip

Relentless, unfathomable, in awe
Why can we treat ourselves as more?
Than that which we already find
A tired, sweaty bind

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