On water, by the sea of waves Surfs my anxiety through the net Unwelcome thoughts are not the saves It will cost my temper and all I bet
In days, by the pandemic with fears Swims my worries, deep down Under surface, there’re hidden tears As long as it stays, my mind will drown
Two thoughts, by a single brain Floats apart and drifts away Every day, a struggle of strain To find a healing soul to stay
Along the coast, by a broken heart Flying my torpedoes under the skin In my veins, there’s a bloody start At a moment, the anxiety sets to spin
© Björn Blomqvist 2021-02-04
Some Kind of Word Artist 
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