Agony wrapped up in a bow

Anxiety and Agony,
wrapped up in a silky
satin bow-
the gift which keeps on giving.
As i sit here,
pondering my existence,
and the-what-not.

My stomachs a mess-
quite literally,
as i try to be
the best,
at everything,
my stomach just churns and gnaws,
away.

anxiety and agony
wrapped up in a silky
satin bow-
you never know the future,
you must make face with the past,
yet at the same-time,
never under-estimate
the present.

It’s the here and now,
which matters most.
the rest falls into the
corner space.

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