Leaving Fort Plante

Anxiety, Poem 1 Minute

I’m alone in the house,

Afraid to leave my room,

This house is the least secure place in existence,

I’ve got things to do, though,

So I’m going to have to try it,

If I you don’t hear from me again, you know why 😏.

Also call Forensic Files and make sure I’m an episode, please. Purposefully obfuscate the investigation if you have to as it’s likely to be an unsophisticated open-and-shut case. But I figure if anyone’s going to murder me for revenge, now’s the ideal opportunity.

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Published by 𝑹𝒐𝑩𝑰𝑡 πŸͺ

I write poems which are mental health-themed, creative or humourous :). Within mental health I write a lot about: ADHD, OCD, anxiety, autism, emotional traumaβ€” usually with an optimistic slant. My goals for my blog are to give myself a therapeutic, creative outlet whilst also being able to connect with and relate to other people.

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