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If I tell myself It’s fine It’s okay I’m alright If I say it enough times Will it come true? Will I believe it? Will I stop feeling like **** Someone please come Save me Make me feel safe Because I feel like I’m drowning Crashing Falling And I have half a mind To just let my self Drown Crash Fall Somebody listen To my call Because I have half a mind Which doesn’t want to go But right now That half is losing So here I am Ever so slowly descending Into empty space I go When it’s beside you I’d much rather be So please won’t you come and listen To this lilting melody This playful banter Between me and my fleeting sanity Yes It’s fine It’s okay I’m alright Yes no need to worry But hurry Please hurry Try to make me feel lucid As you tug me back to reality Help me back up Because I did bring rope But it’s much too short To scale the sides of this pit And the ladder Has fallen over Along with the chair lying on its side My head is spinning And my neck is aching Won’t you pepper it with kisses To stop the burning? But you’re not here No one is And maybe later I won’t be either
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Jul 11, 2016
Jul 11, 2016 at 7:35 AM UTC
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If I tell myself It’s fine It’s okay I’m alright If I say it enough times Will it come true? Will I believe it? Will I stop feeling like **** Someone please come Save me Make me feel safe Because I feel like I’m drowning Crashing Falling And I have half a mind To just let my self Drown Crash Fall Somebody listen To my call Because I have half a mind Which doesn’t want to go But right now That half is losing So here I am Ever so slowly descending Into empty space I go When it’s beside you I’d much rather be So please won’t you come and listen To this lilting melody This playful banter Between me and my fleeting sanity Yes It’s fine It’s okay I’m alright Yes no need to worry But hurry Please hurry Try to make me feel lucid As you tug me back to reality Help me back up Because I did bring rope But it’s much too short To scale the sides of this pit And the ladder Has fallen over Along with the chair lying on its side My head is spinning And my neck is aching Won’t you pepper it with kisses To stop the burning? But you’re not here No one is And maybe later I won’t be either
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Jul 11, 2016
Jul 11, 2016 at 7:35 AM UTC
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