A MOSQUITO’S WHINE

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In the hush of night, a mosquito's whine,

An unwelcome melody, a constant line.

Beside my ear, it lingers near,

A buzzing nuisance that I constantly hear.

With restless hands, a nightly chore,

I swat and wave, a battle, less or more.

Hour by hour, 

my annoyance does reach a new height,

I fend off the pest, yearning for respite.

But one sleepless night, a twist of fate,

I turn around, my ear pressed against my pillowcase.

The whining persists, clear and near,

Yet no mosquito I catch or see,

just anxiety I hear.

The insect's hum, a guise it took,

In my mind, anxiety's brand new look.

A nocturnal dance, a deceptive spree,

The whining, 

a reflection of what's within me.