sometimes it feels like the world is caving in
I can’t breathe
sometimes it feels like
fear’s got a hold on me
I can’t breathe
sometimes I feel like my
shoes are glued
in mud
I can’t breathe
sometimes I feel like utter crud
I can’t breathe
Most days
I forget to remove the crust
Some days I feel like I’m on the cusp
Of losing my innate ability to
breathe
someone remind me
but no one reminds me
*** no one can find me
the one
who can’t breathe
*** all they can see
In me
is a sunshine, partly cloudy day
but I’m grim October
far from the month of May
too far to see me suffocate
I can’t breathe
Oct 6, 2018
Oct 6, 2018 at 2:27 AM UTC
sometimes it feels like the world is caving in
I can’t breathe
sometimes it feels like
fear’s got a hold on me
I can’t breathe
sometimes I feel like my
shoes are glued
in mud
I can’t breathe
sometimes I feel like utter crud
I can’t breathe
Most days
I forget to remove the crust
Some days I feel like I’m on the cusp
Of losing my innate ability to
breathe
someone remind me
but no one reminds me
*** no one can find me
the one
who can’t breathe
*** all they can see
In me
is a sunshine, partly cloudy day
but I’m grim October
far from the month of May
too far to see me suffocate
I can’t breathe
In the midst of a panic attack...
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