Whine of mangled nerves Like convoluting steel rails Conducting trains of worry Deafeningly.
Blur of contracting sight Like curtains falling Leaden lids, shutting down Hazily.
Anxiety, you are potent Like cyanide Choking on contact Gaspingly.
Leave me, leave me Like life from a corpse Stop this galloping pulse Hurriedly.
© Ankur Sharma.
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