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Jun 2016
my sadness feels like home
the only part of me that's stayed
every part of me gone
except sadness, all ******* day

it welcomes me in the morning
when i get out of bed
it gets me ready for the long ******* day ahead

it waits patiently for the best time
to sneak into my mind to remind me why i cry all the ******* time my sadness lets me know when its not safe to come out so i stay inside without a doubt knowing im only spiraling down a pitch black hole to a future without a soul my sadness makes sure im enjoying my time a smile on its face as i try to unwind whats already untangled- nothing adds up.


ill never be good enough it tells me in my ear.
my sadness is my home, for the rest of my years
courtney jean
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courtney jean  san diego
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