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My brain has two sides, and they’re always at war. I cannot seek help, I’m rotting from my core. A feeling of mania A longing to be free I wish you’d see that this isn’t me. And after the mania comes a wave of depression, I try to be myself try to fight this suppression. I inhale my pain and hold my breath, until I can’t hold any more and I’m walking with death. Then I open my eyes and days have passed by, But I’m lost in myself I was trapped inside. My brain has two sides I’m at war with myself. I’m rotting from the inside out, Please hear my cry for help.
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Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 11:09 PM UTC
Me against my brain
My brain has two sides, and they’re always at war. I cannot seek help, I’m rotting from my core. A feeling of mania A longing to be free I wish you’d see that this isn’t me. And after the mania comes a wave of depression, I try to be myself try to fight this suppression. I inhale my pain and hold my breath, until I can’t hold any more and I’m walking with death. Then I open my eyes and days have passed by, But I’m lost in myself I was trapped inside. My brain has two sides I’m at war with myself. I’m rotting from the inside out, Please hear my cry for help.
Two sides brain bipolar myself
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hailey-mcmullen
Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 11:09 PM UTC
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