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Sep 2020
Box
I hate it here,
In this box called my room
It's lonely and dark
With a turbulence of emotions
The waves bury me sometimes
And I drown for a little while
I suffocate in this airless box
Sometimes I get out
But the demons outside thirst for my blood
I feel I'm safer here,
But I'm suffocating.
#alone #depression #anxiety
Vuyiwe
Written by
Vuyiwe  F/South Africa
(F/South Africa)   
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