The Parasite

So I been told

All through the night

How bad I am

“You are a parasite”

The parasite told me

While sucking

My blood

“You used me”

She said taking

My money and hope

“Love me, why don’t

You love me

Now I am burned out

Because of you”

While running around

In circles blaming

The world

Pitying herself

The Fear

Being near any of your fears

Gives for a short moment

An enormous energy

Getting older makes time

Going faster because

You stop feeling as intensely

Confronting strong feelings

Looking For Answers

Feeling completely lost

Trying to put myself together

Getting through all the anxiety

Writing the letter

Fixing the payment

Doing due diligence

What makes it tick

I do not really know

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Outside The Box

I am an outsider

Far from the safety net

The air is better outside the box

Playing and rejoicing out in the free

All that fear is gone

Anxiety on Ice

Sometimes you are trapped

In your anxiety and worry

Fearing the worst

Expecting the apocalypse

But in reality

Nothing happened

You are trapped by

Your own fantasy

Into a world of horror

When this happened

A hundred times it is

Recognisable

Running Wild

Stress, being afraid to lose

The grip, the control

In a fighting mode

Ready and prepared

Still not present

Avoiding the fight

So I have to get down

Feeling that I can

Take the fight

Eventually

Acting inn and out

Stress is something

That is always there

Underneath the calm

Surface

It detaches you from

What is you

A strategy is needed

Or a place or situation

Where meditation and

Relaxation is possible

Sometimes the pattern

Is so deep inside you

You have to be conscious

Of what is going on

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