The Thief Called; worry.

It makes you tense,
And leaves you upset,
It steals sleep from your eyes,
And troubles your dreams,
It reminds you of yesterday's misses,
And bothers you with tomorrow's happenings,
It leaves you absentminded,
You're always lost in the moment,
The thief called worry,
Steals your peace in a jiffy.

Poet : @Toobrightanthony.
 ðŸ“¸   : Andrew Neel @ pexels.

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