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 Apr 2015 Joann
Ashley Day
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 Apr 2015 Joann
Ashley Day
Depression feels like Nothing at all
and Anxiety feels like the entire World
Crashing down upon you at One moment

but having them Together
is stepping on a Landmine every Morning when you wake Up
spending the rest of the Day
Trying to sew yourself Back together
only to be blown Apart the following morning
Drunk from countless hours of insomnia

there comes a Time when you just run Out of thread

in the spring of my sophomore Year
my Mind went on a civil War against my Body
and yes, there was blood
and there Were casualties
i lost my innocence
my Faith in the World
my ability to Trust

i strapped myself into a roller coaster that Only went up
or so i thought
when one Day i looked down and Saw
that the track had disappeared Beneath me

i Fell into free fall
down alice's rabbit hole
i knew there would be an End and that i would hit it hard
but i didn't know When
i could not see through the Darkness that had enveloped Me

i fell hard

there are still Scars
on my Heart and my Mind from that fated fall
scars that still Bleed when you pull the skin around them

they say that Time heals all wounds
but what if my Watch is broken?

— The End —