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i am laying on a bed once familiar to me i feel empty in a strange, acquainted kind of way i am clutching fistfuls of sheets and broken dreams and the storm rolls in i am under a roof but i swear i can feel the rain it has been like this for a while now but i have not grown accustomed to the hollowness in my chest and every breath feels like blood is pumping through my body and it is not my own i am laying on a bed once familiar to me and i wonder if I will ever feel whole again i am whispering secrets to my walls and my floorboards start to sweat because every story ends with "i still feel like this" and i do not know if i will ever stop
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Sep 17, 2015
Sep 17, 2015 at 7:55 PM UTC
on loneliness
i am laying on a bed once familiar to me i feel empty in a strange, acquainted kind of way i am clutching fistfuls of sheets and broken dreams and the storm rolls in i am under a roof but i swear i can feel the rain it has been like this for a while now but i have not grown accustomed to the hollowness in my chest and every breath feels like blood is pumping through my body and it is not my own i am laying on a bed once familiar to me and i wonder if I will ever feel whole again i am whispering secrets to my walls and my floorboards start to sweat because every story ends with "i still feel like this" and i do not know if i will ever stop
#love#heartbreak#poetry#sad#depression#lonely#depressed#you#free#missing
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redemptioneer
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Sep 17, 2015
Sep 17, 2015 at 7:55 PM UTC
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