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Numbing sends me crashing to pieces, lungs fill up before I can scream, light diminishes into darkness, substance entered but refuses to release. Colors now white flashes, blood dips beneath my chest, nobody's coming i have no contacts, only my mothers ashes. In my mind walls keep me bound, with water soon to drown, messed up broken needs a fix, gotta break this glass so confound. As water starts to over submerge, a pulse breaks the glass setting me free, opening my eyes these people standing before me, weeping a funereal they all have to purge. Still cannot speak but now can cry, knowing people actually care, never again shall I take a substance, that costed me a near a goodbye. For this next to me is a plug, which might end up getting pulled, even with my eyes open, without movement they might just be misunderstood.
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Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 5:05 PM UTC
Tried and now might........
Numbing sends me crashing to pieces, lungs fill up before I can scream, light diminishes into darkness, substance entered but refuses to release. Colors now white flashes, blood dips beneath my chest, nobody's coming i have no contacts, only my mothers ashes. In my mind walls keep me bound, with water soon to drown, messed up broken needs a fix, gotta break this glass so confound. As water starts to over submerge, a pulse breaks the glass setting me free, opening my eyes these people standing before me, weeping a funereal they all have to purge. Still cannot speak but now can cry, knowing people actually care, never again shall I take a substance, that costed me a near a goodbye. For this next to me is a plug, which might end up getting pulled, even with my eyes open, without movement they might just be misunderstood.
michael-hill
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Powell river
Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 5:05 PM UTC
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