Panic (counter) Attack


Niggling, wriggling
little doubts
Work their way into
My brain and out
through my toes.
Sneaky, insidious
little fears
Blind my eyes and
plug my ears
With their doubts.
Soul-sucking, stealing
little thought-thieving
Over and over
Until I'm believing
their lies

Niggling, wriggling,
Stop little doubts!
I am gate-keeper
And won't. Let. You. Out!
I am strong

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