anxiety says:
worry. and worry. and worry some more.
children having troubles in their lives that i can't fix.
someone decides to sue me.
always fearful that my job will go away.
are my cats sick? are they dying?
will i be alone and loney for the rest of my life?
despair says:
it doesn't matter, none of it.
there's nothing worth staying around for.
i might part the smooth continuance of my skin
with a razor blade,
and let everything that's inside
spill over the wet red mouth it makes,
and then go to sleep.
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