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14h
It feels like I’m in this constant cycle of grief and despair
At any given moment it can just overwhelm me..
It causes me to sink in what used to be sinkless waters of my mind
it’s a feeling I can’t seem to untether myself from no matter how hard I try
It’s like a stubborn in grown toenail that you continuously pick at and irritate and soon enough infection starts to grow
or like black mold that starts with just one speck in a forgotten crevice of a room and soon turns into a million specks all around your surroundings
I wish I could free myself from this cycle from this pain this internal warfare I’ve found myself in
If only simple words like “it’ll be okay” actually made a impact
there has to be a way through this ocean of pain
I have to find a way
Going thru it lately so through to would try to write it out
sai
Written by
sai  san diego
(san diego)   
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