“WORMING ITS WAY”

Anxiety is like cancer.
Like a parasite.
Like a disease.
It feeds and it spreads.
It has no feelings
of its own.

It has no heart
unless it takes hold
of your own
and it can't do that
if you stop letting it
live your life for you.

narrative poem written on 10-20-2013 by: on mattkane.com
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