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there is nothing better than silence where thoughts can be sorted categorized labeled discarded or dwelled upon this (functional) anxiety takes a free ride over-burdening my back the weight strains every muscle I stretch to compensate but my bones split and crack quietly anticipating true paralyzation like a patient waiting for a root canal peer inside observe the chaos adequate distraction making sleep achievable the master of redirection my fumbling hands reach for one more drink second guess everything maybe it was better when nothing mattered nothing at all show me the way back to that place where giving a **** was a lost art
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Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 11:13 AM UTC
forgotten nihilism
there is nothing better than silence where thoughts can be sorted categorized labeled discarded or dwelled upon this (functional) anxiety takes a free ride over-burdening my back the weight strains every muscle I stretch to compensate but my bones split and crack quietly anticipating true paralyzation like a patient waiting for a root canal peer inside observe the chaos adequate distraction making sleep achievable the master of redirection my fumbling hands reach for one more drink second guess everything maybe it was better when nothing mattered nothing at all show me the way back to that place where giving a **** was a lost art
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Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 11:13 AM UTC
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