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It eats me alive Ripping through like a twister Unpredictable I never know when it will hit and when it will die I think it's a lie I'd rather feel numb than pain The coward's honor may not be to desire Then again the grass is always greener The source seems unreachable The hypersensitivity gets so unbearable Breathing alone is a chore I am no longer human Then the sun comes back out Suddenly I can see It feels so great until I wonder How long do I get to be me?
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 8:07 PM UTC
It Eats Me Alive
It eats me alive Ripping through like a twister Unpredictable I never know when it will hit and when it will die I think it's a lie I'd rather feel numb than pain The coward's honor may not be to desire Then again the grass is always greener The source seems unreachable The hypersensitivity gets so unbearable Breathing alone is a chore I am no longer human Then the sun comes back out Suddenly I can see It feels so great until I wonder How long do I get to be me?
This is about my anxiety
#sad#depression#anxiety#mental#health
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stiniebeanie
38/F/American
Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 8:07 PM UTC
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