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Jan 2019
i am broken
like a carousel off its axis;
lost,
because I have to figure out how to fix this
shattered mind
with no blueprints for what a stable one looks like;
hopeless,
in a world that shoves happiness and recovery
down my throat anyway;
someone
who lives only for the sake of others
those who mistakenly believe i can be saved;
soulless,
because for all that i feel
none of those emotions touch me
deep enough to pull me out of this void
i'm living in.
i am.
dying
and already dead inside.
I have journal prompts given to me by my therapist and the first was, "Who am I?"
Chris Calkins
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Chris Calkins  19/Trans Male/The Void
(19/Trans Male/The Void)   
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