Anxiety

Slit my bank open
Organs falling
While holding my pen
My heart, didn’t, but still pounding
Letters are tough
But I just can’t get enough.

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Toll

The same tear
The same fear
The same flood
The same blood
The same death toll
The same poll.

And it starts again
Either to lose or to gain.

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Abuse

Words, sharper than knife
Choke my throat, so tight
And left a mark
And sounds as well, my dog barks
Bruises, my neck twisted
My fists, red.

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