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    Anxiety: a sudden rush

    Felt like a scream I couldn’t let out, a heartbeat too fast for a small breath chasing an anjali mudra to slow down My heart on my chest I could feel every pump under the fattest layers of my skin It’s like everything in your body is yelling at you all at once, in a rush to find the next move or the way out Laser vision is suddenly a dream wobbly knees beg to find a seat, and your brain…oh, your mind, becomes your biggest enemy as your vitals decline That sudden rush of worries and panics and wishes to escape your current state, I never understood before I…

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    Nobody Asks How You Are

    Nobody asks how you are Because you checked in with your stories, you’re alive And your skin is glowing you must be fine and that last post of yours dope, fire, kiss, and hearts You smile a lot to be insane You’re in good shape Your limbs are moving Can’t be your strength Forget the validity of your struggles others have got it worse but thank your god you managed a week full week, now rejoice Work meetings Leisure travels People judging Razzle-dazzle But nobody asks you how you are when you barely managed a phone call before you choked When sleeping is a mystery to be solved When you…