Anxiety and Irrational Thoughts
likes to hold my hand
and tell me
that he loves me
because I ask him all the time
if he really means it.
When we fight, he
when I put myself down,
and tells me, one more time,
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Well you can’t put yourself down as a poet … because you’re a damn good one after reading this piece.
I audibly gasped and got goosebumps after I read this. This is what anxiety feels like.