It’s All In Your Head

Anxiety paraded her shameless song into space reserved for me only. 

She twerked her way into pockets she was not welcome in.

Stole words from my sentences

Replaced them with shaking tongues

The cloud in my head is not a metaphor

It is the storm I’m bracing myself to fight.

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