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I forget to breathe deeply. I forget to stand up straight. Why? What is this weight? I always end up back here, trapped inside my mind. I know that if I want to accept the sunshine I must also accept the rain. But this isn’t rain. This is, no type of weather. This is, a deep and dark place. Where sometimes I feel so far from reality. Sometimes I feel like I don’t know who or what I am. This dark manic confusion, consumes me for a moment and then I force a smile. I thought I left this **** behind me. Nope hello here I am she says. This dark and manic confusion. And there is rarely pleasure…. Right? Just suffering...suffering...suffering. And I can’t get out, Wait where am i?
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May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 8:43 PM UTC
No type of weather
I forget to breathe deeply. I forget to stand up straight. Why? What is this weight? I always end up back here, trapped inside my mind. I know that if I want to accept the sunshine I must also accept the rain. But this isn’t rain. This is, no type of weather. This is, a deep and dark place. Where sometimes I feel so far from reality. Sometimes I feel like I don’t know who or what I am. This dark manic confusion, consumes me for a moment and then I force a smile. I thought I left this **** behind me. Nope hello here I am she says. This dark and manic confusion. And there is rarely pleasure…. Right? Just suffering...suffering...suffering. And I can’t get out, Wait where am i?
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May 31, 2018
May 31, 2018 at 8:43 PM UTC
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