liz-devineWhisper

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UnwellIt starts so simply; a flush of heat to the head, an unforgiving reverberation in the ears, pounding like drums until I can hear the foundation of my brain begin to crack. / Then, just like that – it all goes black / And it’s like I had never been well and happiness was just a dream. Normalcy; what is that? I don’t remember now.
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Jul 2, 2018
SummerI haven't see sky for weeks / haven't felt the sun kiss my skin / or smelled the sweet summer grass
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Jul 25, 2017
Anywhere but hereI am desperate / for a break / for a way out
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Jul 25, 2017
Caged BirdDo you know why the caged bird sings? / I do - / She sings because that is her only joy
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Jul 25, 2017
Six YearsI guess I shouldn't be surprised / shouldn't feel jolted, / or be standing here still - with shaking hands
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Jul 3, 2017
DepressionIt speaks to me, / comes in waves / following the moon
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Feb 16, 2017
NonsenseI'm losing my ability to speak / soon, no one will be able to understand me / i'll be speaking gibberish
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Feb 16, 2017
Oops I did it againThis isn't the first time, / I let go of you / only to bring you back in
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Feb 16, 2017
MineI want to be alone, / In a home all my own / a place only I can go
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Feb 16, 2017
SadnessIt was the weight of it, / which caused me to crumble / shook my tired hands loose
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Feb 16, 2017
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