** I just want to say that this poem about my two...
Big, smelly, stinky, annoying, and tall...

Friends and family,
really listen to me today...

They told me not to light
myself on fire to...

Does it ever really stop?
The pain...

Everything is always my fault,
I'm so full of shame...

Here we are again,
The end of another day...

Like static in my mind
I scream my silent screams...

Is it true, that when I'm gone, you'll still love...
is it true, that when I'm gone, you'll still think...

I won't believe it.
i will never believe it...

Anxiety disorders are not something to be...
It is not feeling nervous from time to time...

Gasping frantically for breath
Eyes wide from the terror...

I am trying to write a poem
But it seems I have nothing to write...