Catastrophe

A Poem by I Am Svetlana

Each day, my mind
is a catastrophe.
Yet, I somehow
manage to sleep.

Too many voices.
Too much doubt.
How do I find
a way out?

I feel like
a clown by the end
of the day.
Who would understand?

I'm suffering
internally, but
no one would
believe me...

© 2016 I Am Svetlana

Author's Note

A poem which describes my anxiety. Hope you enjoy!

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Added on January 28, 2016
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I Am Svetlana

Madison, WI

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