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Anxiety (a poem about an anxiety attack. And Shakespeare.)

  1. theelusiveandrewsmith

    Fear comes in waves,

    White horses of the apocalypse,

    Bringing pestilent waste,

    Benighting bright promise until,

    Mania breaks over sanity's safe shore.

    But still I will,

    Kick for the surface,

    After going under for the third time.

    And like the fit of the Scottish king,

    Seeing ghosts of his best friend,

    Which ended sleep forever,

    It passes,

    And I am a man again.

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