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Things are getting bad again. Not to worry, I’m close to the end. I’m falling down, I’m off the track. One more step, I’m never going back. If I fell, would they see, That I’m not the one I used to be? That when they talk and scream and shout, They twist and mar and shut me out? Embossing feelings of sorrow and anguish Caused by yelling, leaving me to languish How can I find hope when I can’t see the wonder? There’s no way back, I’m going under. I wish there was a way to see. I know there’s good out there, waiting for me. But lack of sight is building pain. Pain so great It has sealed my fate. Things are getting bad again. I won’t worry, it is the end. I just fell down, right off the track. I took that step, I can’t go back.
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Jun 29, 2019
Jun 29, 2019 at 11:50 PM UTC
Never Going Back
Things are getting bad again. Not to worry, I’m close to the end. I’m falling down, I’m off the track. One more step, I’m never going back. If I fell, would they see, That I’m not the one I used to be? That when they talk and scream and shout, They twist and mar and shut me out? Embossing feelings of sorrow and anguish Caused by yelling, leaving me to languish How can I find hope when I can’t see the wonder? There’s no way back, I’m going under. I wish there was a way to see. I know there’s good out there, waiting for me. But lack of sight is building pain. Pain so great It has sealed my fate. Things are getting bad again. I won’t worry, it is the end. I just fell down, right off the track. I took that step, I can’t go back.
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18/Cisgender Male/Washington State
Jun 29, 2019
Jun 29, 2019 at 11:50 PM UTC
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