12/30


When life seems out of control

Anxiety cuddles you like you’re all it’s got

Your body acknowledges all the dysfunction

The slow burn of fear,

The unfurling of despair

The death of hope.

My love, allow the pain to visit.

Wallow, cry, rave;

But don’t forget to reflect and reassess.

Look back, you won’t turn to salt,

You deserve the steady comforting support that never wanes,

even if that support comes from you.

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