A— nxiety
Anxiety knocks at my door;
Bewitching my soul to
Come and fall into the trap of a
Demon who lurks in an
Endless darkness
Flaunting its deceptive beauty
Gaining its strength as I lose my
Hope, like a star which lost its sparks
Illusion clouded up my mind
Jeers echoing like a broken record as anxiety
Kissed me until I choke and feel
Lifeless but
Managed to escape from the brink of my
Nightmares and found the
Oasis guarded by a
Pack of wolves thirst for a broken soul hoping to
Quench their emptiness and
Revive their power to dispatch me.
Savoring the taste of hell with the
Temporary ecstasy and
Unceasing pain as I wear the
Veil of stew as the
War against myself started but I am no longer
Xen to this feeling for the arduous
Years fighting for my inner peace but for now, I just have to
Zip my mouth and pretend that I am strong.
—jar
