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Time is stretching I don’t know what i am doing But i am slipping Why is no one listening? The walls are watching me They’re calling my name Are my words blind to the ears? words fall out my mouth scattered Don’t they? Must be Has to be! Must be the curse given at birth Forgotten child Be quite child Sit down child Behave Don’t scream Pick up your feet Straighten your back Clean that paint Don’t scream Stay still Don’t breathe, child words fall out my mouth scattered Don’t they? Must be Has to be! I had my head full of dreams Colours and ecstasy These pills they make me feel grey And they take pieces of my identity Burn them at the corner of my brain But i am not feeling so good I am just me and your so many I am not ready .. I had my head full of dreams Visions and blurred reality These hands they make me feel raw And they pour tears on my open scars They open my mouth, let out a laughter A scream right between my teeth I am not feeling so good I am just me and your so many Just one more hit Let me drown myself And you take my body’s suit, Just one more hit Ill dose off in a haze And then you can bury me In all my favourite colours
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Nov 27, 2020
Nov 27, 2020 at 8:44 PM UTC
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Time is stretching I don’t know what i am doing But i am slipping Why is no one listening? The walls are watching me They’re calling my name Are my words blind to the ears? words fall out my mouth scattered Don’t they? Must be Has to be! Must be the curse given at birth Forgotten child Be quite child Sit down child Behave Don’t scream Pick up your feet Straighten your back Clean that paint Don’t scream Stay still Don’t breathe, child words fall out my mouth scattered Don’t they? Must be Has to be! I had my head full of dreams Colours and ecstasy These pills they make me feel grey And they take pieces of my identity Burn them at the corner of my brain But i am not feeling so good I am just me and your so many I am not ready .. I had my head full of dreams Visions and blurred reality These hands they make me feel raw And they pour tears on my open scars They open my mouth, let out a laughter A scream right between my teeth I am not feeling so good I am just me and your so many Just one more hit Let me drown myself And you take my body’s suit, Just one more hit Ill dose off in a haze And then you can bury me In all my favourite colours
#high#numb#depressed#low#abuse
Fatema_Aj
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Fatema_Aj
26/F
Nov 27, 2020
Nov 27, 2020 at 8:44 PM UTC
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