Anxiety

gnaws on my skin
Gashes down to bone
Tills nothing but dust.
Dust flakes fly around
Dancing back and forth
Taunting to breaking point;
Until nervousness makes one
Hide under bed like a dog
Scare of fireworks;
Not wanting to come out again.

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