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Triple A: Admissions, anxieties; Authorship

Trapped
Beat down by anxiety
Since when do your words    
Control my self esteem?

This many views
That many comments
The math in my head
all adds up to sheer nonsense

Burdened by the contents of a racing mind
I realize my sins
I take and waste my time

Searching and binding thoughts together
With threads of soft lace
Sanity seldom tethered  
My heart and hands in a race

Frantic
Manic
Too good for constructive criticism

Sluggish
Static
Lost
In a sea of cynicism

They say that jealousy is not impressive
I'm doing my best to be receptive
To the love I get
But I'm so fucking depressive

My rhyme and focus are growing defective
Struggling to keep my eye on connections
Compelled by obsession to speak of ire
When all I need is incentive

Wishing each piece was genitive
Inspiring or reflective
But it's useless
Nothing but a single perspective

Connections:

Threads of Soft Lace
Muted ire
Reflections
Genesis

Written by AmiableIre (Amiable_Ire)
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