Agony

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Back in anxiety and depression,
like they are waiting there
always in the wings
waiting
for a moment
that I might just gain some footing
at which point
they stick out their legs
just as I walk by
and
DOWN I go
tripping, falling, stumbling,
down.
They tell me to remember my place.
They won’t let me ever forget.
How do you escape a prison with no walls?
How do you gain freedom
from the inner persecutor?
I would tear them out if I could,
but I can’t find where they live.
How do I find resolve to keep going
when it feels like agony just to breathe?

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