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Mar 2014
Led to believe
These things that could never be
These steps not taken
Chip and tug and pull at me
These words unspoken
These promises broken
Was love just a token?
Like a puppet
Pulled at by strings
In the hands of a master
I don't control the way I feel, think, believe!
I'm not my own master
I'm not my own man
I'm not my own
These things I feel
My chest full of
Longing
Such longing
And pain
And fear
And from these
The stress.
The stress.
The stress.
It weighs me down.
Shuts
Me
Down
I can't function with all of this anxiety
There's just too much
Too much happening
I can't handle it.
The pressure is building
I have no release
I have no release
I have no release
I have no peace
I have no peace
I have no peace
My life seems like a trap
Iron jaws close around me
I'm
      Just
             So
                  Empty
The things that brought me joy
The things that filled me up
The things that I loved
                                             Do nothing for me now
The connection I have felt with life
I feel no longer
I'm
       Just
               So
                    Empty.
I'm
      Just
             So
                  Empty
Loren W Ebeling Esq
Written by
Loren W Ebeling Esq  Minnesota
(Minnesota)   
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