Challenge
What does worry feel like? Poetry or prose. Make it as honest, brutal, and painful as the truth.
When the world starts to tilt.
Sweating palms, shaking limbs, racing heart, and closing lungs.
Frozen in this moment. Nowhere to go and the need to be everywhere.
Rapid breathing, mind spinning, bile rising, knees weakening.
The world grows dark. Anxious for answers when there are none to be found.
Growing anger, fading hope, falling tears, needing love.
All alone in a busy room. The desire for contact and the need to be alone.
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