Do you ever feel like
Your brain
has a million
Tabs open at once?
Or you are swimming upstream
And the flow of the river
Grows even more
Turbulent?
Do you ever feel like
The small pit of anxiety
In the middle of your stomach
Has just started
Blossoming
Into a large, flowering
Unwelcome
Tree?
Do you ever feel like
Your happy, calm face
Painted on
With courage
Smarts to melt
Like a frozen treat
Dripping onto the street
On a smoldering day?
I do.
She says behind sunken eyes
Straining hard
To stay open,
With a smile.
mused with mary 
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