funniest poems featuring Anxiety

Here are the top short stories, fanfiction, poetry, and posts about Anxiety on Commaful, including titles such as "Until the Flesh Tears".

Stories

Until the Flesh Tears
mipoet Commaful Star
3 years ago
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Trigger warning. Detailed self harm and suicidal ideation.

Static Mind.
sugarrosy Gifted Writer
3 years ago
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my brain has been a bit of a mess lately ✶

I Cry When No One's Watchi...
satinwings Gifted Writer
3 years ago
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Wrote this one a few years ago in college, when days were dark and I was falling apart.

fear.
darubyprincxx Frequent Reader
3 years ago
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also a true story

Soundless battleBy: Sin:):
shinah
3 years ago
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I'm like a bird, forbidden to fly. Like a beautiful butterfly,

Anxiety
satinwings Gifted Writer
3 years ago
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Thinking in the rain
foodloverticks
3 years ago
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I keep trying to fill my cup but there's a hole in it letting any happiness leak out I named the hole anxiety

February Flurry
briarmoon Gifted Writer
3 years ago
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O' February flurry Please scurry, hurry!

I Want
serenidad
3 years ago
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Staying positive is a struggle. In an ideal world, we wouldn't be firefighting. This is what I'd want.

Out of Body
jsm Bronze Comma
3 years ago
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The worst of me.

The hole in my cup
foodloverticks
3 years ago
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There's a dark hole in my soul and its growing. Wil i ever be ok? or will the darkness consume me?

Anxiety is so fucking diso...
zoeyouknow
3 years ago
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Sighs

I know you
iamlukka
3 years ago
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Understanding abuse from a bystander prospective.

red roses
anita_jeffcoat
3 years ago
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tw: mention of assault a poem about the lasting effects of assault

【Bugging Out】
viciouspacifist
3 years ago
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You're alone in your new home, but bugs keep smashing into the window. I̴̭͌t̶͇͗'̵̗́ş̶̇ ̶̮̍a̶̦̒l̷̲͠m̶̦͒o̶͉͂s̸̹̽t̶̮͝ ̴͖̓l̷̢̀î̶͔k̴͍̄e̷̦̕ ̴̳̈́ṯ̷̓ḣ̶̪e̴̯͘y̷̥̆ ̸̩͘w̴̰̽a̵̪͝ň̷̨ť̵̼ ̶̳̓i̸̮̓n̷̼̕.

Broken image
parislouise Gifted Writer
3 years ago
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The reflection I hate ...

Frozen
briarmoon Gifted Writer
3 years ago
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Why do I fear the wicked wrath of winter, The way a child's finger dreads a splinter?

Cold coal
parislouise Gifted Writer
3 years ago
14
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hi, I’m sad :(

The dam is breaking...
mbrisa16
3 years ago
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The Dam A poem of feeling out of control

the rope around my neck
ruset
3 years ago
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it’s tight