Anxiety

It's the eager pounding of ideas

and unending flow of thoughts that makes her uneasy.

Word after word, moment after moment

It's eating her up...

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Her...

The unenthusiastic wind blows through her skin once again,

Bleak and pale

Swaying,

under the dark,

and starless

night.

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"The" Silent disturbance

The clanking noise.

The barraging sound

everything seems so superficial.

Hush and hush

Disturbed, bewildered

The impression of being astray.

Puzzling approval of thoughts

Abolishing every belief and vision

Swooshing of the waves

Hurling of the breeze

Beckoning of the melancholic state.

And again,

another round of blank slate

deafening silence

a round of faint applause

until there was none.

Dejection.

Misery.

Quiet pain.

Another cycle is revolving once again...

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