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Oct 2014
I feel like braking bones
As I yell out to the top of my voice
I try to scream out so loud but no noise
Is escaping I can't even talk to my best friend
The knife is beside the table, I feel completely dead, I wish I was wanted I wish people had open arms I wish I didn't feel this way because I feel like I'm dieing in side, I'm finding it hard to walk as I'm slowly dieing I can't even breath while everyone is laughing. Kissed by depression and hugged buy anxiety they are now my best friend, sitting up so high from the city below watching the cars go by, I sit and think where do I go wrong why am I kissed by depression and not by you? Why am I hugged and snuggled up to anxiety and not with you?
I don't know where to go now, I don't know where to turn I have to disappear but would anyone even know? Would anyone even care? Kissed by depression hugged by anxiety trying to make a sound but sadly no one is listening.
Jessi Hennessy
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Jessi Hennessy  Australia
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