The Poem: Worry

Just when I thought everything is getting better
It’s all falling apart again somehow
Every time I assure myself that is gonna be okay
There are more challenges coming at me

I am just tired of worrying
Even when people tell me I don’t have to worry
I just can’t do that calmly
there’s always this small tickling feeling of worry growing inside me

How do I calm myself in this storm
I am praying to God
Hoping that everything will have its way out
I am trying hard to believe

Still, this worries is killing me piece by piece
My worries are bigger than my belief
What should I do to kill and tear the worries apart?
Should I kill it or kill me?

Worry is a poison in my emotion
Slowly drain away my…myself
until there is nothing
nothing left

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