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Jan 22
Frowning in my sleep,
Eyes too numb to know.
Can’t contain the empty,
Demons start to show.

Happy run on hatred,
Smiles fuels by air.
How do I stop this?
No one is there.

Screams get louder and sharper,
I try to bite my tongue.
But it’s not my own mouth,
Empty fills my lungs.

‘Everyone has a purpose’,
But what am I to them?
Trying to breathe with no air,
Empty on empty again.
My life is running on nothing, empty on empty, again...
Alyssa Herndon
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Alyssa Herndon  14/Two-Spirit/Jacksonville, Florida
(14/Two-Spirit/Jacksonville, Florida)   
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