Anxiety Haiku
I just found this as I was cleaning out my hard drive. I wrote it April 8, 2010. Enjoy!
Anxiety creeps
through my belly, tensing my
back and throat and mind
I envision light
shining down upon my head
the tension is gone
I just found this as I was cleaning out my hard drive. I wrote it April 8, 2010. Enjoy!
Anxiety creeps
through my belly, tensing my
back and throat and mind
I envision light
shining down upon my head
the tension is gone
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