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Apr 2015
3 hours,
to shower,
is observed,
but if you knew what I was doing,
you'd know,
its not enough time,
in the world,

A hour to start,
I get my buzz,
Its just a mike,
wont do much harm,
But I need to relax
my state of mind,
headaches all day,
not going to change in time,

an hour in,
I begin to compress,
I hate everything,
I've ever done to myself,
But will that stop me,
No,
because it hasn't stopped you,
So I'll bleed for a minute out of every burn and cut,
for everyone who couldn't stop either,
because were all inhuman,

and now I've sat here,
for two hours,
Water on my face,
Started standing,
in this hot water,
even turned it up,
and I feel cold,
so I'll freeze while I clean,
and bandage myself up,

we hit the three hours,
and the water stops,
and the last drops go down the drain,
like that will drain my pain,
but to just rid myself of a day,
I'd need to clean myself for a week,
and even then,
Nothing would change.
Just some things I deal with because of my depression anxiety social anxiety PTSD and other stuff.
Cat Fiske
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Cat Fiske  United States
(United States)   
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     ---, brandon nagley and Cat Fiske
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