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Lyle Aug 1
I ran
From my problems
They came back
But I didn’t
In a way
I’m still trapped
In that night
Cowered in a corner
Arms over my head
“I’m sorry”
“I’m sorry”
But you wouldn’t listen
Couldn’t
I ran
But my problems followed
They came back
I came back
Lyle Aug 1
Everything in my head
Words left unsaid
That quiet dying feeling
Not caring about anything
Because I want to die anyway
Lyle Aug 1
Adjusting to a new kind of normal
One where everything is tense
Trust is long gone
And I don’t know who I am anymore
I don’t have the mental capacity
For things that used to be easy
Like helping people
Like eating
Like sleeping
This new normal is different
But it was necessary
Lyle Aug 1
One day
One day I’ll feel normal again
A new normal
Without pain
But with feeling
Peace
Like that night
Sitting in the middle of the road
Moon half concealed by clouds
Feeling nothing
But everything
I don’t want that
But I do
I need that serene feeling
Of being alone
While simultaneously
Hearing their voices drifting
One day
One day soon
I’ll feel alright

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