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I’ve lost time,
opportunities and moments,
in my angst of not being good enough.

I’ve landed into a state
where criticism seems a disapproval,
where valuing seems a pity.

I feel like standing on frozen water,
hearing the cracks deepen
with every passing second.
I am helpless,
for even if I move,
it’s in my destiny to drown to
the frigid bottom.

I experience fading into an abyss,
with no hopes of hitting the ground ever-
the darkness and isolation
killing me piece by piece.
I hate it here,
yet the most I can do is
to somehow live through it.

Dear anxiety,
when you decide to pay me a visit,
may I disappear forever?
That’s all I wish!

GREG RAKOZY MAYCON MARMO

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