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May 2017
I watch from afar as my friends laugh together.
They're in light and I'm in the corner where light doesn't dare touch.

I feel as if I'm shifting more apart from them each day that passes,
except they're the ones floating away and my feet are attached to the ground.

I scream for them to hear me,
to not leave me.
I reach out but I can't grab hold to anything stable.

I'm drifting off.

Alone anxiety depression sad
Writing is relief
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