5

there you are, old foe

my head swirls of thoughts, senseless fears
my chest follows your moves, it's tight
i can't let go of them, anxiety blooms.

just lemme live, another day

ignore the bad feels, ignore the void within
just push through it and distract yourself,
it'll wash over in an hour, a day or a month.

find something to do, keep busy

surely you'll find meaning to living,
feel like you belong somewhere, somehow,
just burn more money and sink time into a pit.