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Slave

I'm a slave to my body Left to put up with the pain Feels like one sick, crazy game I'm merely a spectator Helpless and frozen In horror, and uncertainty, wondering why was I chosen All my efforts in vain Nothing can take away the pain The depression and anxiety that consume my mind Nothing I can do but find ways to pass the time Hoping and wishing, one day for a cure Meanwhile my life is just one big blur Trying so hard to take control But the stress and the pain are taking their toll Wishing that others could try to understand All of the problems I seek to withstand Trying and failing, uncertain of what to do Sick of feeling insane, what have I gotten myself into? All of this inner turmoil leaving me drained Not a smile crosses my lips that isn't feigned This daily facade of normalcy is my routine Truth is; it feels like I'm living in a dream Don't know what's real, incapable of true emotion It's all just white noise; one big commotion One day I hope it will all go away Until then, these tears are here to stay.
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charlotte-grace
26 / F / American
Published
Aug 16, 2011
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