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Stress comes out
Anger screams
Over whelmed
Can't seem to see
But I have a solution!
My alcohol dreams
Taste so bitter
Yet bittersweet
People forbidding
I'm just not listening

Anxiety creeps in
Claustrophobic, it feels
Anxious but quiet
Can't seem to breath
But I light this match
And burn this hash
Eyes roll back
Inhale the smoke
And make me well again
Until I wake the next rain

Urging voice
Inside my head
I lick my lips
And shake my leg
Bite my cheeks
Stumble words
Finally the deadly stick
Lay upon my *******
And then it no longer hurts

One day I'll have to learn
That self-medicating
Won't seem to work
And I do understand
I completely understand
But today is not the day
That I'll be kind to my own self
And say no
To the things that hurt me most

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