Saturday, February 27, 2016

A Sneaky Beast

Anxiety’s a sneaky beast.
On weaknesses, he likes to feast
And seemingly, the worse you feel,
The tastier will be his meal.

A person’s fears, though they may be
Not founded in reality
Will trigger clues the monster smells
Down in the dungeon where he dwells.

And once he’s sniffed, that’s all he needs
To find the source and then he feeds,
Depleting all that helps sustain
Stability within the brain.

The victims likely will survive;
The beast prefers they stay alive
Until he craves another snack
And gets the signal to attack.

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