Anxiety And Again And Again OR Anxiety And Again And Again ALSO Anxiety And Again And Again

Throbbing helplessness

Loss, but only enough so

It’s never over

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Anxiety And Again And Again OR Anxiety And Again And Again ALSO Anxiety And Again And Again

Tapped OR …

Like its burdensome meals and loathsome treats,
December also fills its gullet with the gold from my coffers
And feasts to blind end, as I shovel my ends to feed its insatiable appetite

Then January rolls along, my discretions catch up
And the echo of my empty vault is long and deafening

Tapped OR …

Congratulations ALSO I Hate Everything (Just Kidding, Grandma. Things Are Fine, I Promise)

I want to be happy for the people in my life who have success
I want to want the best for them
I want to stop comparing myself to them
I want my timeline to be separate from theirs

But I can’t, so I’m tragically disappointed.

Here’s a haiku:

Roses, violets
Smell nice, but who gives a shit
I’m still nobody.

Congratulations ALSO I Hate Everything (Just Kidding, Grandma. Things Are Fine, I Promise)