Distraught

Each day feels like the news could not get worse

But it does, affecting my resilience in a manner adverse

Bit by bit, I can feel my composure slip away

My anxiety goes up by a notch or two every day

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Went through the pandemic, working in healthcare

Witnessed a devastating hurricane, but I am even more scared

By the direction the world around me is taking now

Am I living a dystopian nightmare somehow?

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With danger and uncertainty everything seems fraught

Suffering inflicted upon innocent lives leaves me distraught

Silver linings to dark clouds tomorrow I hope to see

Tonight I shall close my eyes and pray fervently..