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May 2014
How in moment can I be drained of all happiness?
My relaxed body be replaced with tense muscles.
So tight that they numb my arms and legs.
Sickened without reason.
Have I always been this way or is this new?
Have my moods always changed on a whim?
Like a lost girl searching for a way home.
But I can't find it. I'm lost, I end up somewhere between
fear, anger, sadness, and sprinkles of good feelings.
I end up stuck in the bog of misery.
Caught again in it's grasp until it wants to let me feel real again.
Again and again. Back and forth, that's how my mood swings.
Written by
cora
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