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I don't know if you know how tired I am Tired of putting on the face of someone who's Not crazy Not terrified Not overwhelmed By the waves crashing overhead My ears are ringing from how deep below the surface I am My lungs are burning from holding my breath every moment My tongue has teeth marks in it My heart beats doggedly against its scars And all the while, everyone stares at my drowning; tells me to stop struggling and just swim, ****** But they've forgotten that I never finished swim lessons from all the times I broke my arm growing up. They've forgotten, but me? I remember.
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Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 10:46 PM UTC
If I could sleep for a thousand years, I would
I don't know if you know how tired I am Tired of putting on the face of someone who's Not crazy Not terrified Not overwhelmed By the waves crashing overhead My ears are ringing from how deep below the surface I am My lungs are burning from holding my breath every moment My tongue has teeth marks in it My heart beats doggedly against its scars And all the while, everyone stares at my drowning; tells me to stop struggling and just swim, ****** But they've forgotten that I never finished swim lessons from all the times I broke my arm growing up. They've forgotten, but me? I remember.
weary-traveler
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Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 10:46 PM UTC
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