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Nov 2020
Sleep. Crawl out of bed. Coffee. Walk. Eat.

Sleep. Eat. Sleep.
Repeat.
Deep. Rest.
Depressed.
So
Obsessed
With
How I feel -
What’s even real?
Tell me
Because
I don’t know,
Maybe just leave me alone.
In my comfort zone
That is becoming hell.
Stuck in a shell
That is crushing me,
It’s getting smaller,
I can’t breathe.

Help me… crawl. Out.

S p r a w l o u t
G i v e  m e  s o m e

S      P     A     C     E

and some fresh air
In case
I run out of it here…
I wrote this over the summer
Written by
Earthen Heart  F/Tennessee
(F/Tennessee)   
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