As I approach the beginning of my first year at college, I'm finding that my social anxieties are becoming worse and worse. When anxious, I have a constant fear that others hate me, but at the same time realized that this is likely not the case. Unfortunately, despite being aware of my paranoia, this awareness is not strong enough to stop me from being paranoid.
This poem isn't intended to be a depiction of my current state of mind, it's just supposed to represent the cycle I find myself in when I let my anxieties control me as a way of understanding myself and helping myself to get back on track. I'm a very...Type A person (meaning that I like to have plans for situations) so I'm sure that once I actually arrive at college, and that the many unknowns looming above me become knowns (and therefore are able to be rationally evaluated and therefore much less frightening). I'm cycling right now. But I know I'm cycling. And I know my stressors will get better, and therefore I will stop. Therefore, I am already stopping. I feel better already.
As for the structure of this poem, this is a structured as a 7-line segment, followed by a three-lined haiku-style segment. However, if you examine the 7-line segments carefully, you'll notice that the first three lines follow the same haiku structure. Thus why I have it categorized as a fixed form, though I know of no form that exists in this fashion.