Poems About Living Life With Anxiety

Published: March 2019

Anxiety Poems - Poems About Struggling With Anxiety

The struggle with anxiety can be raw, scary, and debilitating. These poems about anxiety give a glimpse into the difficult struggle.

As you read through these poems, you will be taken through the often overwhelming feelings associated with anxiety. From feelings of desand uncertainty to the search for release and understanding, these poems provide a window into the personal experiences of those who have struggled with anxiety. We hope that by reading these poems, you will feel less alone in your own struggles and find comfort and solace in the words of others who are facing similar challenges.

21 Anxiety Poems - Poems About Struggling With Anxiety

  1. 1. The Monster

    • By Olivia M Likens
    • Published by Family Friend Poems September 2018 with permission of the Author.

    I have struggled with anxiety for as long as I can remember. In April of this past year (2018) I landed myself in the psych ward after giving myself third degree burns. This poem explains some of my story--where I've been, the paths I've walked, and the new life I've stumbled upon.

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    Dear Anxiety,

    When they ask me what I am afraid of,
    I lie.

    I can never expose you,
    never tell the truth about you
    for fear of speaking you into existence.
    You are my punisher and my captor,
    my tormentor, my torturer.
    You are the little voice inside of my head
    telling me bad, bad things to do to myself,
    things I can't talk about
    for fear I'll forget who I am and turn into you.

    You tell me we are one and the same, but I am not you.
    I would never hurt a child the way you have hurt me.
    I would never tell a young girl she is unlovable,
    or fat,
    or ugly,
    or crazy,
    or worthless.

    I would never tell her to carve ugly, terrible words into her body,
    to hold a flame to her skin,
    until she has burned herself so badly that the pain goes out like a light
    and her nerves are dead,
    just like she should be.

    I don't know why I listen to you
    when you force me to my knees in front of the toilet.
    When you send me running around the house in a panic,
    searching in vain for a pencil sharpener I haven't already dismantled.
    When you tell me the closest to love
    I will ever come is sending naked pictures of myself
    to disgusting hunters of young prey.

    But I am not afraid of them.
    I am afraid of the shadows of my mind
    of the twisted and warped reality I am living in.

    And I scream, because it is all in my head.
    I scream because none of it is real.
    I scream because you are clawing your way up my throat,
    stealing my voice, gouging out my eyes, eating away at the lining of my stomach,
    turning my bones to jello and my hair to dust,
    destroying, destroying, destroying, destroying, destroying, destroying.

    ENOUGH.

    I have had ENOUGH. I am not you.
    I never was.
    I never will be.
    This is only a body, and you are only a feeling, and I will rise above.

    I am above this, above you, above my thoughts, above it all.
    And I will survive.
    And I will love me.
    And I will not let go.

    Sincerely,
    Olivia

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  2. 2. Darkness

    • By Evangeline King
    • Published by Family Friend Poems January 16, 2023 with permission of the Author.

    A powerful poem that explores the feelings of darkness and uncertainty that can consume us in the darkest of moments. Through the use of repetition and vivid imagery, the poem paints a picture of internal turmoil and the desire for release from suffering.

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    No moon tonight
    Darkness creeps in
    Into my soul
    Into my heart
    Wondering, wondering
    Can't stop pondering
    This morose condition
    Tearing me apart

    No moon tonight
    Angst grows nigh
    Tearing me down
    Building a wall
    Hammering, Hammering
    Voices are murmuring
    No one to catch me
    and I'm gonna fall

    No moon tonight
    South grows quiet
    There's no breeze
    No rustling leaves
    Pounding, Pounding
    Insecurities hounding
    Who will bare witness
    as sanity flees

    No moon tonight
    Darkness creeps in
    Into my thoughts
    Into my head
    Taking, taking
    pill to stop shaking
    so that I may crawl
    into a restless bed

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  4. 3. My Repossessed Hope

    • By Evangeline King
    • Published by Family Friend Poems January 16, 2023 with permission of the Author.

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    Gasping for air
    I cling, I cling
    to whatever's left
    to anything

    Walls closing in
    room spins, room spins
    Getting so dizzy
    this ride needs to end

    Fist hammers down
    the pain, the pain
    Sunshine is gone
    There's nothing but rain

    Fall to my knees
    I cave, I cave
    Tide swept me up
    now I'm lost in the waves

    Too tired to fight
    Can't cope, can't cope
    No way to regain
    my repossessed hope

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  5. 4. Breathe

    • By Tiffaney L. Ganci
    • Published by Family Friend Poems April 2018 with permission of the Author.

    This poem is about my experience with anxiety and how I am still trying to breathe and work through the hard times. I know there are people out there with experiences like mine, and I hope this poem will help people know they are not alone.

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    Panic, worry, darkness closing in around me.
    These are some of the words I could use to describe my anxiety,
    but nothing I can say could speak of its entirety,
    as I cry internally thinking I've lost my sanity.

    Doctors, counselors, saying there's something wrong with me.
    My parents telling me to calm down and stop being so crazy.
    But how can I calm down when the world around me
    is spinning out of control and I can barely see?

    Breathe. You will get through this.

    You will get through the sleepless nights,
    all the internal fights,
    and the days that seem right
    when the world hits you with all its might.

    Breathe. You will get through this.

    I know you think I'm overreacting about the silliest little things,
    but to me those silly little things seem like the doom the world could bring.
    Can't you see, a spilled glass of milk to you can seems like an earthquake to me.

    I know it might be hard to understand my anxiety,
    but I hope today I have given you some clarity.

    So the next time someone is scared and feels like they can't breathe,
    shaking and crying, unable to see,
    don't tell them they're overreacting; don't call them crazy.
    Help them realize there is more to life than this misery,
    and no matter the doubt inside, they will be who they are meant to be.

    Breathe. I will get through this.

    Because I know I am more than just my anxiety,
    and one day I hope to be free of it entirely.
    But until then, I will keep telling myself, quietly,
    I am stronger than this. I am stronger than my anxiety.

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  7. 5. Signed, Your Mind

    • By Emma
    • Published by Family Friend Poems December 2015 with permission of the Author.

    I have been struggling with depression, generalized anxiety disorder, and panic disorder for about a year and a half now. My poem is from the point of view of your mind, because with these mental illnesses, you're in constant battles with what's going on in your head. I want to spread awareness and erase the stigma attached to mental illness.

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    Get dressed, love.
    You're going to be late.
    You look at yourself in the mirror,
    The one you really hate.

    Put it down, love.
    It's caused you so much pain.
    You're going to do damage.
    You don't want to be called insane.

    Stand up, love.
    Your tears make you weak.
    Wipe off that black mascara,
    Proof of sadness upon your cheek.

    Take your pills, love.
    You must try your very best.
    Forget about your dizzy spells,
    The tightening in your chest.

    Chin up, love.
    No one can know your thoughts.
    You must act like you're happy
    While your heart just sits and rots.

    Smile a little, love.
    Let me see those pearly whites.
    No one has to know
    What you thought about all those nights.

    Breathe for me, love.
    Your pain won't be forever.
    Take my hand, and I'll take yours.
    We'll get through this together.

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  8. 6. Mysterious Pain

    • By Peggy Stewart
    • Published by Family Friend Poems July 2011 with permission of the Author.

    I have struggled with anxiety for many years. It is such an awful thing, and for people who don't have any idea what it is like, it is hard for them to understand. They think that you can just pull yourself out of it. One day I was so anxious and overwhelmed by these feelings, and I started to write. This is what came to me. For any of you who struggle with this, you are not alone. I hope that you will somehow learn to overcome it. Unfortunately, I have not, but I will never give up hope.

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    With her head hung low
    and nowhere to go,

    she can't explain
    this mysterious pain.

    It comes on so fast.
    How long will it last?

    Her heart is just pounding; her head starts to spin.
    Please go away; she does not want you in.

    She's uncontrollably crying.
    It feels like she's dying.

    Her body is trembling; her hands start to shake.
    She feels so helpless with this horrible ache.

    Someone, please help her; make this go away.
    She can't stand to feel this way one more day.

    Someone, please help her; she's down on her knees.
    She's scared and helpless and hopes no one sees.

    With her head hung low,
    not knowing where to go,

    she tries to explain
    this mysterious pain.

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  9. 7. Silent Screams

    • By Aaron
    • Published by Family Friend Poems September 2019 with permission of the Author.

    I've been suffering with depression and anxiety since I was a kid. At the time, I didn't know what it was. It used to feel like screaming inside and hoping someone would hear it and help me. But no one can hear silent screams.

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    Can't you hear my silent screams?
    They are so loud they echo in my dreams.

    Behind this face that carries a smile
    Lies a dark road that goes on mile after mile.

    My silent screams have been going on for years,
    But it always falls on so many deaf ears.

    How can they hear these silent screams in my mind?
    They can't hear my thoughts if I keep telling them I'm fine.

    What can I tell them? These silent screams carry no words.
    It's just feelings of sadness and darkness that come in its herds.

    How can I explain so people understand this?
    It's like walking around in a suffocating black mist.

    It's holding on to happiness like holding water in your hands.
    It just trickles between your fingers and disappears into the sands.

    I can't explain how this feels; it's so extreme,
    So I hold my mouth shut to cover my silent screams.

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  10. 8. Struggling To Breathe

    • By Sima
    • Published by Family Friend Poems April 2021 with permission of the Author.

    This is a poem that I never finished writing. It was written during an episode of intense anxiety. I thank God that it passed, so I never finished writing it. I'm a religious teenage girl, so I reference God in most of my poems. If anyone can relate to any feelings that I've had, I hope this helps them.

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    I'm feeling so scared,
    I can't breathe but I must.
    Thinking so many thoughts,
    Trying so hard to trust.

    These fears are irrational,
    But I can't make them stop.
    I just wish that they'd leave,
    That my heart rate would drop.

    I can't catch my breath,
    My heart's running a race,
    Against my emotions,
    Struggling to keep pace.

    I struggle to breathe,
    But each sound makes it worse.
    My world seems so dark,
    I'm trying to reverse.

    Away from the triggers,
    Away from the pain,
    All my muscles are tense,
    Why can't it be explained?

    There is no good reason,
    But I can't press pause.
    I don't think this is normal,
    I can't find the cause.

    God, I need you,
    I can't live on my own
    You're the only one who knows
    Where my fears are sewn.

    Why do they come?
    What's the cause of this pain?
    I want to let go,
    But I can't just the same.

    I try to calm down,
    But my fears just won't quit.
    I can't find air to breathe.
    I'm stuck in this pit.

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  11. 9. Where Am I?

    I suffer from anxiety and depression, so I thought I would put some of my feeling into this poem. I have friends who suffer from this also and say they can relate. I would love to hear if you feel like you can relate to this feeling also. Thanks for reading.

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    Is there anyone there
    to help me see,
    help me remember,
    remember to be me?

    For I feel like now
    I am someone else,
    and I need some help
    to find myself.

    Sometimes my thoughts
    might drift away
    with the empty look
    I may portray.

    You think I'm doing nothing,
    but I'm doing my best
    to put my busy mind
    to rest.

    Always so tired
    trying to find the strength
    and keeping my loved ones
    at arm's-length.

    Never wanting
    my family to see
    that a once happy woman
    has turned into me.

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  12. 10. Paranoia

    • By John Raines
    • Published by Family Friend Poems July 2016 with permission of the Author.

    Fear has the power to cripple. Faith has the power to heal. This poem captures the feeling of paranoia and the constant feeling of being watched or followed. It describes the fear of an unknown entity lurking in the shadows and waiting to enter their mind. The poem evokes a sense of terror and anxiety, as they become increasingly aware of the presence of a demon or otherworldly being that is haunting them.

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    I know you're there.
    Lurking in the darkness of the night,
    Cowering in the shadows, avoiding the light,
    Crouched behind the curtain or hid beneath the bed,
    Awaiting the chance to dive into my head.

    I know you're there.
    With your bloodshot eyes glowing, never showing,
    Watching me with a hunger, all the while knowing
    I fear you most when the daylight's gone,
    With seemingly endless hours til morning's dawn.

    I know you're there.
    With your black heart pounding in your leathery chest,
    Knowing too well I'll get no rest
    As you prowl my room like a ghostly haunt,
    I know it's my soul that you need and want.

    I know you're there,
    You demon from Hell. I know you can tell
    My fears are growing and beginning to swell
    Like a ticking time bomb about to explode.
    You sit patiently with your evils to unload.

    I know you're there.
    You pitiless beast, ready to feed
    On my every thought, on my every deed
    I can feel you staring, glaring, carrying out your scheme
    To enter my mind through an open dream.

    I know you're there.
    No noise you make as you devise a plan for my soul to take
    Back to the land of the living dead before I awake.
    I won't sleep, I won't close an eye
    As soon as I do I know I'll die.

    I know you're there.

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  13. 11. Dad

    • By Sami Chester
    • Published by Family Friend Poems July 2011 with permission of the Author.

    I wrote this poem when I was upset with my dad. He didn't understand that I was trying my best not to have another panic attack, and when I did, I tried as hard as I could to come out of it. But he didn't understand. He didn't see my point.

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    I know you may not think so,
    But I'm trying really hard.
    I don't do it on purpose.
    I did not pick this card.

    I'm trying my very best
    To get this hurtle jumped,
    But no one else is there
    To help me out of this slump.

    I don't know what you want from me.
    Give me a hint or clue.
    Please give me a sign.
    I don't know what to do.

    If you only knew
    How much I struggle in this war,
    Maybe you would be there
    To pick me up off the floor.

    It's time to stop pretending,
    Time to open up your eyes,
    To give me a hand
    Instead of looks and sighs.

    It's not that I don't love you,
    And it's not that I don't care.
    The fact is I need help too;
    I need somebody there.

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  14. 12. Anxiety

    • By Kristal McDolgle
    • Published by Family Friend Poems September 2015 with permission of the Author.

    I'm 20 years old and have been suffering from anxiety and social anxiety for seven years. It has affected my life in such a way that I cannot make friends, drive, or have a job. I graduated home school in 2012 because public school was just too much for me. Every day I struggle to date, I struggle to breathe, I struggle to have a life beyond the bed and couch. I take Prozac, and I see a therapist, but sometimes even their motivation isn't enough.

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    Anxiety,
    I'm miserable because of you,
    making plans and not following through.

    You have me feeling as though I am alone.
    I don't feel safe unless I'm at home.

    I see a stranger on the street,
    want to say hi but too scared to speak.

    What are they staring at?
    Something must be wrong...
    Is there a stain on my shirt?
    Is my nose too long?

    I'm shaking, find an exit, I must retreat!
    Here they come! Here they come!
    Quick, I must flee!

    People keep telling me that I am fine
    but I am not,
    not in my mind.

    A lump in my throat makes it so hard to swallow.
    Pains in my chest consume me with sorrow.
    I lay awake, restless, hoping maybe,
    just maybe this will all be gone
    tomorrow.

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  15. 13. The Night Is The Hardest

    • By Jessica Sturgeon
    • Published by Family Friend Poems October 2018 with permission of the Author.

    I suffer with anxiety and depression. During the nighttime these conditions worsen. During a particularly bad night I wrote how I was feeling to deal with these issues.

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    Feelings of unrelenting sorrow and fear wash over me like a wave crashing on a shore,
    Painful nostalgia for younger days and panic for the ones to come,
    Reminiscing on days and feelings I can never get back,
    Needing to feel close to someone to pull me back from this ledge,
    Overwhelming anxiety and fear.
    The moon and the stars do not provide enough light for this darkness in my mind.
    Hope drains from my soul.
    I can remember good times and laughter, but this makes it worse.
    I can see these times, but I cannot touch them.
    I am running for a light even though I cannot yet see one.
    The night is the hardest.

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  16. 14. Panic

    • By Evangeline King
    • Published by Family Friend Poems January 3, 2023 with permission of the Author.

    I have suffered acute panic attacks. I've been wanting to write a descriptive poem, but have found it very hard to put into words.

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    One thousands beats per second
    It hammers ‘gainst my chest
    I feel it in my temples
    Tonight there’ll be no rest

    Tortured is the breathing
    Fast and shallow til it’s gone
    Air that’s so elusive
    In this fight to fill my lungs

    A mind out of control
    Thoughts will not be still
    People think I’m crazy
    Illusions can be real

    Floating round in vertigo
    Raw throat can’t make a sound
    Get me off this ride!
    The world keeps spinning round

    Tiny little tremors
    Turn to quakes beneath my skin
    Every limb is shaking
    It seems there’ll be no end

    Then here comes the thoughts
    Oh, the thoughts are just a beast!
    Tumors, cancer, heart-attack
    On lies this mind will feast

    It’s when every little ache
    And every little pain
    Is blown out of proportion
    Courtesy of my brain

    I crawl into my shell awhile
    Until this horror ends
    Until the monster lets me go…
    In panic’s grip again

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  17. 15. Panic Disorder

    • By Brittany
    • Published by Family Friend Poems July 2011 with permission of the Author.

    Just wrote how I felt when I have a panic attack.

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    Tightness in my chest.
    I can't breathe.
    The only time I can escape
    is when I fall asleep.

    Constant nausea,
    constant fear.
    How did this happen,
    knowing I'm safe here?

    It's a constant worry
    another will strike.
    I worry about it all the time.
    It makes me lose my appetite.

    My sight darkens,
    my life flashes.
    My worries control my thoughts,
    my heart crashes and burns to ashes.

    You have no idea what it's like
    to live one day in my shoes.
    Maybe if you did,
    you wouldn't judge me as you do.

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  18. 16. Another Trigger

    • By Jim D. Prime
    • Published by Family Friend Poems December 2020 with permission of the Author.

    Anxiety can be debilitating and is on the rise. This poem is dedicated to my daughter. Her struggle is real but thankfully she is getting better.

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    A storm is coming, my chest is tightening and it's hard to breathe.
    Like a giant noose, life is smothering me.
    I would do anything to not feel this pain.
    Make it stop, I want to laugh again.

    The thought of being scared is so frightening.
    Another trigger, it's happening again; is everyone watching?
    Everything matters, nothing matters, my life will be ruined again.
    Paralyzed, afraid to move, the walls are closing in.

    Everyone has disappeared, they think I don't care.
    Truth is I don't want to be alone; I am so scared.
    Please be patient, I know I can be withdrawn.
    I need all of you more than ever; I'm not really gone.

    Grab my hand, I can feel the ground; please don't let go.
    Having you with me helps more than you will ever know.
    Let me talk, let me be silent, listen either way.
    Thank you for understanding; I think I can make it another day

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  19. 17. Worry Is The Game

    • By Tiff W
    • Published by Family Friend Poems April 2015 with permission of the Author.

    This is my daily struggle. It's really quite unbearable.

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    I sit here and feel so alone.
    Things in my mind broken.
    Home doesn't feel like home.

    The thoughts creep in,
    The symptoms come too.
    When this happens,
    I don't know what to do.

    My heart races,
    I feel so strange.
    Anxiety is the word.
    Worry is the game.

    Life seems so unfair.
    People places and things
    Seem like they're not there.

    I feel unreal,
    I feel so alone.
    Fear is my enemy,
    The enemy is the unknown.

    My life was perfect,
    Just a simple girl.
    Things got changed.
    I entered the worry world.

    I can't sleep.
    Sometimes I wanna die.
    I look around the room.
    I find a place to cry.

    Trapped in my mind,
    Nowhere to go.
    Worry is in there.
    It took the show.

    Love is no longer an essence.
    Money doesn't matter.
    Sometimes all I want to do
    Is just jump and splatter.

    Why does this happen to me?
    Guess I'll never know.
    I pray for help.
    I pray for somewhere to go.

    I want it to stop,
    Go to someone else.
    Sacrificing life,
    Trying not to dwell.

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  20. 18. The Fire

    • By Sarah Gray
    • Published by Family Friend Poems February 2019 with permission of the Author.

    I cope with my anxiety and depression by writing. Enjoy.

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    The fire that rages
    from within my rib cage is
    weakening the bones
    that should make me strong.
    The feeling creeps for every dark place.
    It fills up my head; it's invading my space.
    It's melting me from inside; I think I'm burning up.
    I can't breathe or move or talk. I'm hopelessly stuck.
    As people pass by, they give no second glance.
    I cry out for help; this is my chance.
    The fire claws at my throat; it's burning my tongue.
    I think it's too late for help; the damage is done.
    I down some water, which brings calmness and peace.
    The fire has settled for a minute, at least.
    Eventually it's burning as hot as before.
    The fire rages back up from my very core.
    The fire inside is one you can't see.
    The fire inside, it's my anxiety.

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  21. 19. Take A Step Back

    • By Aaron Stone
    • Published by Family Friend Poems October 2017 with permission of the Author.

    Things sometimes get to be too much. Just remember this.

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    Take a step back,
    Learn how to breathe.
    Take a step back
    And just be.
    Observe in silence.
    Take things in.
    Despite what's goes on,
    Trust what's within.

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  22. 20. Music Of Wakefulness

    I am only 19 and this is the first poem I've ever written. During my many battles with anxiety and insomnia, I put my late night hours into this piece, which gives it a sense of authenticity. It is a poem that almost anyone could relate to, a metaphoric piece based on the struggle of unwanted and persistent thoughts preventing much needed sleep. Although this is my first poem, it has been a product of years of depression, anxiety, and insomnia.

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    It is in the dark of night
    When insomnia sings me awake
    To the tune of lullabies
    And the rhythm of mindful blight.

    It is the spotlight of the watchful moon
    And the flickering of uncertain stars
    That cradle my fears
    And anxious thoughts they croon.

    It is in the view of the sunshine,
    Where my unwanted thoughts stem,
    Waiting and ripening in my head
    Until around my throat they twine.

    And echoing in my mind
    Is the blissful song of insomnia,
    Sewing itself into my skin
    As daylight leaves me behind.

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