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Oct 2021
Pacing around the house
The voice in my head shouts
Round n round in circles
Everything feels universal

Am I manic?
Is this panic?
Am I hyper?
I cannot decipher

Why can’t I just ******* chill
My mind won’t let me sit still
All sensations heightened
I hear a bang, I’m frightened

Roll a cigarette, draw it deep
The people around you cannot sleep
Feel the smoke hit your lungs
The sounds they make, are they speaking in tongues?
Written by
Benita Dalby  33/F/Sydney, Australia
(33/F/Sydney, Australia)   
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