Somethings not right
There is chirping in my ears
telling me to be afraid
of everything I hear
I try to tune it out
delay the breakdown
another day
procrastinating anxiety
alleviate decay
It's all such petty
existential drip-drip
into a drain that coincides
with my cyclical drain
I watch it disappear
into the depths below
until I'm left empty
and finally relieved.
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