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Loud mouths and talks
Give me a headache
The mind in a lock
In an open room, blocked

In my seat I squirm
Wish I could wiggle out like a worm
Heart beats go boom
Wish I could teleport out of the room

No app on the phone
Which says
Skip escape delete
Walk out straight
Neither an option
Now it’s too late

Worse still,
The tormentor doesn’t know, of being one
The crazy mind blinks and thinks
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To be cruel is not an option
In my head there’s always enough room
To be physically present and mentally lost
To be at peace and find solace
Never A Loss
 Jun 2019 Kalarav
elaine
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 Jun 2019 Kalarav
elaine
my grip is slipping,
and falling scares me.
my world is fading away.
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writing was an escape but even now words slip off the paper like tear drops.
why does it have to be like this?
 May 2019 Kalarav
Kira Davis
You make it hard to remember what song I was listening to
when my world was ending;
pale skin tangled up in dark carpets,
shallowed breathing,
the room reveling in my emptiness.

But now,
I think our melody might be even more memorable.

So
I'm tugging at your arms
as if they were the rope around my neck;
please don't let me fall.
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