Angst
Added 2021-09-14 05:33:02 +0000 UTCMy anguished spirit, like a bird,
Beating against my lips I heard;
Yet lay the weight so close about
There was no room for it without.
And so beneath the weight lay I
And suffered death, but could not die.
– from a poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892–1950)
