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Lemons & Anxiety

When life gives you lemons, make a lemon tart

Put your soul into it and devise a new art

Always thought I was brave, I was smart

Now it feels like I'm back to the start

Now the anxiety, it comes in big waves

The pity, the anger, the blame that I crave

To my heart and emotions, I am but a slave

Tail 'tween my legs when I misbehave

Whose love it is that I seek?

When I'm senseless, drooling and weak

Last night I was there, on the peak

Now I'm a nobody, a freak, a geek

A sad ol' person who can barely speak

A mouse that spits a barely audible squeak

I squeeze sour lemons into my eyes

To eradicate all the parts of me I despise

The squabbles, the indecency, the lies

My heart rate soaring up to the skies

Let he who has not sinned cast the first stone

But what if I am the fool, alone?

The thoughts in my head, a dull drone

Talking to myself on the phone

Life gave me lemons and I ate them whole

Now I'm paying the price with my soul

An anxious wreck, shipwreck, on the tide

I guess it's time to swallow my pride




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  1. I love this poem, Olga. I can identify with this anxiety. Thank you so much for sharing!

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