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May 2013
cranium feels like eggs
scrambling around the tears
and anger.

why does it do this?
beating the cranium
as it beats back.

questioning,crying
starving,laughing,
screaming,dying.

am­ i caged in?
can i not control myself?
will i lose it?

run by big hands and
little voices
it reminds me of the past
doubting the future

i panic and try to breathe
i struggle.

i'm drowning on land
choking on air.

am i losing my mind?
am i slowly on the way
to frequent pills?

will i lose the little
hands and big voices
that control me?
charmaine
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charmaine  30/F/new york
(30/F/new york)   
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