Anxiety is an intruder
With unparalleled power
Tailored to fuel your fears
Conjuring a history of hurt
You are outmatched
Pain in your chest
Sudden brimming tears
Little kid level sniffles
Taking a seat transforming
To a collapse on the floor
Sobs finally give way
To labored breaths
Gradually you shakily rise
Without hesitation or shame
To find your phone
Scrolling to the number
You thought you didn’t need
And call for help
By Alice Curley
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