Paws & Pens: Anxiety

Hey guys, we’re back again with another poem. We’d really like to see some of your work, so please don’t be shy to send your entries to Saloni (G10) at or to Ms. Janice at

Anxiety (by Vivi G7):

At times it’ll take over,

The worms will start swirling inside her

The drums come back, pounding, trapped inside her chest

Her mind like a car, racing

And her breathe like a cheetah, fast.

Back comes the feeling she is made of stone

And is suddenly dropped into water.


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