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by dokurtybitz

Ridden by it
Thoughts never cease
Carooming around
Inside my skull
Churning the butterflies
Alive in my gut.
Try to be logical,
To make a plan,
Taking some action,
All I have to show
Is naught,
That’s a nitro burst
For my stress.

Posted on January 23, 2019 at 3:10 AM in Mike, Poetry   |  RSS feed |   Reply   |   Trackback URL

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One Comment to “-16.01.19_00:04-”

    
  1. Love, Feather
    January 28, 2019 at 9:21 PM

    This is similar to how I feel when I’m anxious/stressed! It’s almost as if being frozen into inaction.

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