Dear Anxiety
What do you want from me?
Not going down that road again that’s
Full of bad memories
Anxiety
Tried to take over me
But anxiety
No longer has a hold on me
I’m free from anxiety
I’m free to be me I’m free to be Who God created me to be
Remember feeling anxious but anxiety just wanted attention
Dear depression, I’m coming for you next!
A piece of Nique’s Journal: Tears from my past