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Chloe Haas Nov 2019
We are never awake.
always asleep and not at all
aware of the surroundings 
it makes us feel like we
are drowning
we are to blind to see ourselves fall.
Chloe Haas Nov 2019
My periods turn to semicolons
My suicide notes to poetry
My goodbyes became hellos
The blades turn to sunflowers
And the bullets, a rose
My heart still is broken
But the pieces have been found
Death isn’t for me anymore
What is, in the here and now
I still don’t feel enough
But I am alive
And that’s enough to say
Today is not the day I die.
Chloe Haas Nov 2019
We used to close our eyes so tight
We could almost taste the magic of the tooth fairy
Or frosty the snowman
But eventually,
You grow up
Open your eyes
see the world
And see the darkness
And all the fairy tales fall down the drain
Nothing is magical anymore
Chloe Haas Nov 2019
Anxiety is
Car motors noise
As loud as a horns
With signs
Of flashing lights
With big sights trampled
Into a small space
With crowds of people
And new faces
You try to find your way out
But you cant
There is no end
Help me out of this.

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