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Feb 2022
I’ve been sleeping for too long
At this point is it worth waking up again?
Bright soul melancholy nature
Baby crow and phoenix
Coexisting or uninhabitable?
Habits that destroy my heart and future peace
I can’t say no
It’s ripping me apart
Experimental or experience?
Appetitive lost the second I enjoy myself
If I try, can I own up to today?
Can I handle the choices I make when I turn myself off?
Or am I truly killing myself?
The second, the second I decide to wake up
I know what’s waiting for me and what it means
And I’m just not enough - too small to face it
What do I do when it’s impossible to please myself?
When I don’t meet my own desires or expectations?
What do I do when they’re so important, I can’t lower them?
I have no genuine purpose aside from waking up and staying
Awake Alive Sober, Somber, Discontent, Trying
I’m so strained and tired and sleeping is so nice…
Ranita
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Ranita  29/F/Florida
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