My Anxiety
by Jacqui
It is the burning ache in my chest
and throat.
It is the lump that constricts my
airways
and makes it difficult to swallow.
It is the small things,
the worries over fictional characters
in TV shows.
It is the big things,
the fretting over still living at
home at 25,
the engagement stretching into
forever.
It is everything.
It is the worry about everything that
I have to do,
yet the inability to do anything.
It is my anxiety.
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