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upset tummy after a night of liquor while I stayed in, unable to eat, getting sicker - I can't hold down a bite, my stomach won't have mercy on me. Dry heaves, wet tears and a bed I wish wasn't empty. it's night like these I wish for my mother's womb - a warm, dark place fit for the likes of me. I don't know what I'm doing, but it feels a lot like drowning. being with someone can feel scarily like - you're holding your own hand. I fear the morning, because I'm afraid you'll leave in the night. (That's how they all go.)
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Sep 23, 2016
Sep 23, 2016 at 8:47 PM UTC
when a night feels endless
upset tummy after a night of liquor while I stayed in, unable to eat, getting sicker - I can't hold down a bite, my stomach won't have mercy on me. Dry heaves, wet tears and a bed I wish wasn't empty. it's night like these I wish for my mother's womb - a warm, dark place fit for the likes of me. I don't know what I'm doing, but it feels a lot like drowning. being with someone can feel scarily like - you're holding your own hand. I fear the morning, because I'm afraid you'll leave in the night. (That's how they all go.)
I don't know how to not be with you but I've lost sight of how to be me. I'm withering, I can feel my flesh thinning, growing loose on my bones. It looks like I'm melting.
#love#life#scared#thoughts#sleepless#fears
circa-1994
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circa-1994
Jamaican
Sep 23, 2016
Sep 23, 2016 at 8:47 PM UTC
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