Preyed Upon

I don’t want to waste my life away,
suppressed by fear,
confined to the dark corners of my mind,
too terrified to exist

Worrying is a cruel joke;
it preys round-the-clock,
creating scenes in your preoccupied mind
only you can detect the outcome that never occurs.

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