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Aspen Jun 2018
I begin to feel a distance and think
To myself,  what is this?
Why does it seem your fading,
Taking your love away from me?

I can't handle the extreneous thoughts
Beating me till I'm blue.
I need a reason and create one
Which results in lashing out
At you.

In my mind you don't want me
And I begin to fear the more I think
it, it will come true.
This strikes me down and I know i'll
drown in anxiety i've made for myself.

I know you won't help pull
Me out...

But please help pull me out.

— The End —