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What Am I Doing

by @thisplacecallednowhere

Even with you, I’m so fucking lonely We don’t really talk much, you just want to hold me I need so much more depth, much more connection But it seems like you’re only interested in getting an erection Is there anything left to experience or is this all we’ve got Because I’m not having any fun, nothing’s being taught Where is your wisdom, where is your love Where are your feelings and what you’re thinking of I just feel so far away but you insist this is right We hardly ever talk from morning to night We don’t really sit down and get to know each other You never let me finish my story about having a half brother What’s the point of this, is this even nice I’m not heeding my soul, I’m just smoking my vice Head in the sand and dirt in my ears I’m not listening to my heart, I’m listening to my fears
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For You?
Written by
thisplacecallednowhere
30 / F
Published
May 8, 2020
Time
2m
Notes

A little stoned, so the flow may be a little off, but I just needed to express these emotions in their rawest form.

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#love#newrelationships#soul#pain#confusion#lonely#empty#anxious
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