The Anxious Place

A million knives, stab me in the side
The heat of the street, flushes my body and mind
The crawling creatures, are the worst feature
What is this emotional pain, that is driving me insane

I hold my breath, but only for a sec
My chest explodes, with something I try to control
Sometimes a simple no,
Can be a complicated yes

Ohm me to my home please
Start me off where my heart be off
Bless me with the all the testing
Challenge me with the feeling of empathy

I see the sensations
I feel this nation
I taste the creation
I smell the impatience
I hear myself explaining
I am the all-seeing relation


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