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May 2020
this isn't really livin'
spiraling out of existence
tryna hold on to whatever could be strong enough
to keep me still for a minute
tired of the tornado
of being tossed around and being unable
to do anything about it because my
life feels out of my control
i don't even notice my descent
till i'm forced upon their normal lives and friends
makes me realize that i've missed so much
and i'm not sure i'll trust anyone ever again
terrified of dying alone because i'm just too damaged
they don't even realize their advantage
if their world comes crashing down
some will be there to handle the wreckage
if i die in my storm i'm lost to this earth
buried in rubbage and choking on words
tears stinging as i accept my fate
once again my everything hurts
youcancallmesierra
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youcancallmesierra  22/F/i'm not really sure
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