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Feb 2017
im not sure if i need validation
or if i need some form of saving
because ive been saving up breaths these last few years
just incase im not ready to die
i hate it when i tell people im depressed
or suicidal
and them telling me
"well then how can you possibly be afraid of death"
as if the two can't exist in the same world
so no i don't approach death with open arms
like teens around the world are used to saying as a joke
I cower from it
I dont do things that could break me
I dont eat things that could make me choke
because it scares the **** out of me
i don't know where im going
or if theres even a place to go

and what frightens me is the how inevitable it is
of what will happen
when my eyes close
and decide never to open again
im scared
but honestly what else is new
Mitchell Mulkey
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Mitchell Mulkey  America
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