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I told them i wasnt the one they should fear, and honestly i feel so bad that i even ended up here. Its like i didnt ask to be told. I just was. And that grew so old. I cant fathom a day spent unwell, and yet if you looked at the world i live in, you couldnt tell. I remember when the words would flow. Like a boat my thoughts would tow along the heart i felt before. Once i told myself i had to let it go, i devoured it and wanted more. I ate the sadness and the glee, so desperately trying to be free. And now i wake up more confused, because instead of devouring the monsters, instead i let them loose. Away from me, but towards me. They chased me, and i chased me. My brain formed a dichotomy, between who i thought i was and who i was to be. Naturally karma bites you in the *** as ive learned scraping scars up from my past. Todays bitters become tomorrows worries, and my file cabinet of memories pile up high of sorrys.
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Aug 18, 2020
Aug 18, 2020 at 1:57 PM UTC
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I told them i wasnt the one they should fear, and honestly i feel so bad that i even ended up here. Its like i didnt ask to be told. I just was. And that grew so old. I cant fathom a day spent unwell, and yet if you looked at the world i live in, you couldnt tell. I remember when the words would flow. Like a boat my thoughts would tow along the heart i felt before. Once i told myself i had to let it go, i devoured it and wanted more. I ate the sadness and the glee, so desperately trying to be free. And now i wake up more confused, because instead of devouring the monsters, instead i let them loose. Away from me, but towards me. They chased me, and i chased me. My brain formed a dichotomy, between who i thought i was and who i was to be. Naturally karma bites you in the *** as ive learned scraping scars up from my past. Todays bitters become tomorrows worries, and my file cabinet of memories pile up high of sorrys.
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