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Diwa

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Locked up inside her head, Thinking herself dead-- Pining for things left unsaid; Torn pieces of might-have-beens, Piling up on her empty bed. It's too convenient to end it And make them all believe That she didn't make it; It's too easy to simply sleep And drown in the lunacy That holds her, forever adrift-- And yet, another voice demands That she doesn't leap. "Anxiety" #Anxiety #diwa #yqbaba

Locked up inside her head, Thinking herself dead-- Pining for things left unsaid; Torn pieces of might-have-beens, Piling up on her empty bed. It's too convenient to end it And make them all believe That she didn't make it; It's too easy to simply sleep And drown in the lunacy That holds her, forever adrift-- And yet, another voice demands That she doesn't leap. "Anxiety" #Anxiety #diwa #yqbaba

Amit Jotwani

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The night, a loyal lover, hugs my pillow, tears escape for me to taste the only salt in my life, monsoon sending reminders of the moisture we aspire to, while I look at the ice languidly melting in the drink I strive to drown in. Plaqued are the tired veins of life. My soul needs a bypass. The fatigue of life. #life #yqbaba

The night, a loyal lover, hugs my pillow, tears escape for me to taste the only salt in my life, monsoon sending reminders of the moisture we aspire to, while I look at the ice languidly melting in the drink I strive to drown in. Plaqued are the tired veins of life. My soul needs a bypass. The fatigue of life. #life #yqbaba

Sakshi Vashist

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It's never easy To push you out You plague my thoughts You corrupt my mind And keep pushing me In ways I don't like You paint my skies grey You ink my words dark Feeding on my happiness Like a mighty shark It's never easy To push you out So I try to find ways Feed you my soul My cheer and my hopes Till sunshine can find its way Living with anxiety #anxiety #depression

It's never easy To push you out You plague my thoughts You corrupt my mind And keep pushing me In ways I don't like You paint my skies grey You ink my words dark Feeding on my happiness Like a mighty shark It's never easy To push you out So I try to find ways Feed you my soul My cheer and my hopes Till sunshine can find its way Living with anxiety #anxiety #depression

Amar

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DIPENDU PALIT

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Each day the curtain lifts and I get to see another play, playing itself before my eyes and after each day the curtain drops, and the rhythm continues. Throughout my life I made many mistakes, all deliberate, all for self gain, sometimes they paid off, sometimes I failed miserably but the only thing I learned from my mistakes was humility. Guilt, however, is like a bag full of bricks, once you rid yourself of those you cannot be more free than a falling leaf dancing in its own tune. I, on the other hand, even though I had every chance, couldn't put it down, rather I carried them with me and still do. The turmoil it creates within only answers to humility, compassion and kindness, among which I only have one. Down comes the curtain, I look at myself and still see myself doing this for my own gain, again, adding more bricks in the bag. The cycle continues. Sometimes I wonder whether I'll ever be able to be free, to attain the tranquility I so much yearn ! Perhaps not, not in this life, neither in the next, afterall it's a cycle of never ending hatred. But such is the twisted fate that guides everything, Irony it is that we say we are one to choose our fate, but... I see the fate choosing us. Every night my last word ends with a sigh, an exhaustion or perhaps it's a sigh of relief that at least I can escape my fate for a little while. Perhaps both. Who knows ! I'm too tired myself to give it any thought. Over time I understood that Being gloomy is not a choice, being happy, however, is one. ©DIPENDU PALIT #Fatigue #Tired #Gloomy #delusion #guilt #humility

Each day the curtain lifts and I get to see another play, playing itself before my eyes and after each day the curtain drops, and the rhythm continues. Throughout my life I made many mistakes, all deliberate, all for self gain, sometimes they paid off, sometimes I failed miserably but the only thing I learned from my mistakes was humility. Guilt, however, is like a bag full of bricks, once you rid yourself of those you cannot be more free than a falling leaf dancing in its own tune. I, on the other hand, even though I had every chance, couldn't put it down, rather I carried them with me and still do. The turmoil it creates within only answers to humility, compassion and kindness, among which I only have one. Down comes the curtain, I look at myself and still see myself doing this for my own gain, again, adding more bricks in the bag. The cycle continues. Sometimes I wonder whether I'll ever be able to be free, to attain the tranquility I so much yearn ! Perhaps not, not in this life, neither in the next, afterall it's a cycle of never ending hatred. But such is the twisted fate that guides everything, Irony it is that we say we are one to choose our fate, but... I see the fate choosing us. Every night my last word ends with a sigh, an exhaustion or perhaps it's a sigh of relief that at least I can escape my fate for a little while. Perhaps both. Who knows ! I'm too tired myself to give it any thought. Over time I understood that Being gloomy is not a choice, being happy, however, is one. ©DIPENDU PALIT #Fatigue #Tired #Gloomy #delusion #guilt #humility

Sarfraz AHanger

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पूर्वार्थ

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Anxiety creeps in like a thief in the night, Stealing my peace and filling me with fright. It grips me tightly, won't let me go, Leaving me feeling lost and alone. My thoughts race like a train off its tracks, I can't catch my breath, my heart rate attacks. The world spins around me, out of control, And I'm left feeling like a prisoner in my own soul. My chest tightens, my palms grow cold, I feel like I'm drowning, no one to hold. The weight on my shoulders, too much to bear, I can't escape it, it's always there. Anxiety, my constant companion, Threatening to consume me, to make me undone. I try to fight it, but it's too strong, And I'm left feeling like I don't belong. But I know deep down, there's hope to be found, I won't let anxiety keep me down. I'll seek out help and hold on tight, And find my way back into the light. ©पूर्वार्थ #anxiety

Anxiety creeps in like a thief in the night, Stealing my peace and filling me with fright. It grips me tightly, won't let me go, Leaving me feeling lost and alone. My thoughts race like a train off its tracks, I can't catch my breath, my heart rate attacks. The world spins around me, out of control, And I'm left feeling like a prisoner in my own soul. My chest tightens, my palms grow cold, I feel like I'm drowning, no one to hold. The weight on my shoulders, too much to bear, I can't escape it, it's always there. Anxiety, my constant companion, Threatening to consume me, to make me undone. I try to fight it, but it's too strong, And I'm left feeling like I don't belong. But I know deep down, there's hope to be found, I won't let anxiety keep me down. I'll seek out help and hold on tight, And find my way back into the light. ©पूर्वार्थ #anxiety

amimoh O.

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Cocoons can break Rocks wither and scatter But anxiety in its own existence never change Anxiety tied me in a chain row at a dark corner All wails and cries futile, you'd see me I wrestle it; I wrestle things I don't see Only feels its wrath and hurts more when I fight back That anxiety That monster Gave up all the dreams I had, couldn't dream no more Gave up all the goals, anxiety made them blocks in my eyes Pleaded with mother nature, maybe for that feeling to fade away Anxiety has made me 'new' (at least a better word for someone I never knew) I'm not dead yet, but the claws will surely make me numb Anxiety will make me numb... Pleaded with my fortitude the other day, maybe mother nature sees me not Duties and responsibilities in a thud, it's me that monster wants Anxiety knows no sympathy, it will destroy me in apathy Until I drown, drown so deep you'll never see me.... Cocoons can break And so I hope I break out from this soon enough... ©amimoh O. #anxiety

Cocoons can break Rocks wither and scatter But anxiety in its own existence never change Anxiety tied me in a chain row at a dark corner All wails and cries futile, you'd see me I wrestle it; I wrestle things I don't see Only feels its wrath and hurts more when I fight back That anxiety That monster Gave up all the dreams I had, couldn't dream no more Gave up all the goals, anxiety made them blocks in my eyes Pleaded with mother nature, maybe for that feeling to fade away Anxiety has made me 'new' (at least a better word for someone I never knew) I'm not dead yet, but the claws will surely make me numb Anxiety will make me numb... Pleaded with my fortitude the other day, maybe mother nature sees me not Duties and responsibilities in a thud, it's me that monster wants Anxiety knows no sympathy, it will destroy me in apathy Until I drown, drown so deep you'll never see me.... Cocoons can break And so I hope I break out from this soon enough... ©amimoh O. #anxiety