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May 2016
I'm drowning
I can't breath
My chest is tight
The last breath I have
Its fading fast

Why did I agree to this
I need some one to
Save me
I don't like asking
But I need help

Drowning
It feels worse than
Being physically injured

Not drowning from
Regret
Fear
Or wanting redemption

Drowning from the sheer feeling
of not being good enough
Not being able to play happy
And no longer able to hold it all in

I can't breath
I can't find the will to fight
I need help
Where are you?
Amber
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Amber  22/F
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