I was hoping
anxiety would stay away
But lately he shouts my name
louder and louder each day
then he piled too much
for me to jump over or through
& I fell, fell & fell
looking around
i see
no one
to help me up
Dear God
please help me
Anxiety calls my name
Published by Jim Wortham
As a teen, wanted to live from writing poetry. Wrote several books, selling nationally. Hung out with readers throughout the United States. My writing has been on back burner. Now dusting off my desk and have my pen in hand. Hope you enjoy some of what I write. View more posts
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