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The hard days
When I don’t see them coming
When I’m already navigating thing after thing
Hit me like a ton or bricks
When objects I really cared for are destroyed
When it seams as if you don’t care if it hurts
When the communication is refused
And your in this mood
I feel the most alone too
Like what am I to do
I feel like I don’t matter
I’m just trying to accomplish all the things
And I just want a safe space to come home to
And it’s not a thing
What even is comfort or peace
It’s not for me

I get allot of bad feelings
And no one wants to here about those
So I try to ignore them
Until they are so loud they scream at me
So I try to distract myself from them
Until they become overwhelming the only thing I can feel anymore

And then I’m just stuck feeling bad feelings that are things no one wants you to say to them with no more ways to distract myself from being left with them

I know you’re just supposed to think about something else…. I know. But I don’t know how to make bad feelings go away anymore

What a mess
everywhere you look
clutter
messy
not the way it should

you feel like a mess
like the same piles
all over all around

you clean one spot and
here comes the next heap
always making you feel
buried and sort of weak

when will it all look neat

And she felt like shattered glass
Glistening in the sun sparkling so bright almost blinding
To sharp to hold
So utterly broken beyond repair
Like a fine dust almost like she was not even there