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Jul 2018
I find it hard to talk,
When I'm choking on my thoughts,
I find it hard to breathe,
When solice is what I need,
Because I trip and I stumble,
Down on the ground staying humble,
Because I tried to leave once,
Oh I tried to leave more than twice,
But living always sticks,
And death never wins,

So hold me down,
While I'm drowning,
Because who needs air,
When you just don't care,

I tried so hard to be alive,
Oh, I've tried and tried,
But every night, I think,
What if I didn't sink,
Into my mind every night,
Getting into an endless fight,
With the demons that consume me,
The one's that everyone trys to see,
But I hide them deep down,
And that's where I drown,

So hold me down,
While I'm drowning,
Because who needs air,
When you just don't care.
Valarola Nikola
Written by
Valarola Nikola  33/F/New York
(33/F/New York)   
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