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Lexi Greenwood May 2017
As I lay here looking into at the never ending abyss of white
Funny really, a colour so pure can push a person to tears...
My mind is screaming at me for every mistake I made today
And yet it's silent and I'm left with my fears


It's so loud, gosh-**** it
I can't breathe
Thoughts suffocate my soul
You said this to them and they don't like you, no one likes you. You don't deserve them. Your going to fail. Why try anymore.
GIVE UP
give up
Give...


And then... silence
The silence of a mind
Their torments falling upon deaf ears
It's not true
They lie


Darkness now is consuming your vision
Energy lost to the fight that is the daytime
You smile realising the sun is rising
And the 3am shadow is leaving
Those thoughts and feelings aren't true
Sleep now, content that for now you are ok
And await the day, new life


Sleep
My poem about my struggles with anxiety and insomnia, written at 3am when my mind just wouldn't shut off.

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