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dear [...], sigh "i'm sorry that i wasn't enough 
to be there for you." but i'm scared 
don't act like you care
 when you don't 
 i'm scarred
 but those are just anecdotes
 burned onto my skin
 people think that there's an antidote
 they tell me to stay;
 wanna leave, but i don't  
it's not just another season 
i just keep my mouth shut 
there are too many reasons
 for so long, i've been suicidal 
all this weight stacked in a pile
 i just hesitate when it comes to dial 
it feels like i'm on trial  i'm a burden 
 everything's hurting
 that ledge on the bridge, i'll revisit 
i see no point to life 
 i've already past my limit  
these thoughts on rewind
 over and over and over again 
 going over the edge 
it's not a matter of if, but when  
can't deal with this pain 
 only way with a gun to my head
 two bullets to my brain
 shooting blanks
 be grateful they say, give thanks
 putting time into loyalty
 not enough buoyancy
 i'm sinking mind's overthinking  
sleep shrinking 
time's ticking
 words kicking
 thoughts are sickening 
lights flickering
 on and off, on and off switch  
stuck in this matrix 
this twisted glitch  
i ain't static
 not trying to be dramatic 
i was a troubled kid, always problematic 
back story, a bit traumatic 
always an odd one, an erratic
 with the cool kids, i never fit 
 the parties, they weren't "lit" 
 this hub ain't a house, and  
this house don't feel like home  
walls fall apart like styrofoam 
 ain't as well known as the colosseum in Rome  
who knew that 
 old friends would become my new demons 
and old demons would become my new friends 
 stuck in these habits 
 these flaws are my bad bits 
those anxiety attacks are my sad fits 
 they say that they'll be there
 but when you need them most 
 but why do i feel like  
i'm a ghost xo-rd
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Apr 27, 2019
Apr 27, 2019 at 9:17 PM UTC
letter to friend(s)
dear [...], sigh "i'm sorry that i wasn't enough 
to be there for you." but i'm scared 
don't act like you care
 when you don't 
 i'm scarred
 but those are just anecdotes
 burned onto my skin
 people think that there's an antidote
 they tell me to stay;
 wanna leave, but i don't  
it's not just another season 
i just keep my mouth shut 
there are too many reasons
 for so long, i've been suicidal 
all this weight stacked in a pile
 i just hesitate when it comes to dial 
it feels like i'm on trial  i'm a burden 
 everything's hurting
 that ledge on the bridge, i'll revisit 
i see no point to life 
 i've already past my limit  
these thoughts on rewind
 over and over and over again 
 going over the edge 
it's not a matter of if, but when  
can't deal with this pain 
 only way with a gun to my head
 two bullets to my brain
 shooting blanks
 be grateful they say, give thanks
 putting time into loyalty
 not enough buoyancy
 i'm sinking mind's overthinking  
sleep shrinking 
time's ticking
 words kicking
 thoughts are sickening 
lights flickering
 on and off, on and off switch  
stuck in this matrix 
this twisted glitch  
i ain't static
 not trying to be dramatic 
i was a troubled kid, always problematic 
back story, a bit traumatic 
always an odd one, an erratic
 with the cool kids, i never fit 
 the parties, they weren't "lit" 
 this hub ain't a house, and  
this house don't feel like home  
walls fall apart like styrofoam 
 ain't as well known as the colosseum in Rome  
who knew that 
 old friends would become my new demons 
and old demons would become my new friends 
 stuck in these habits 
 these flaws are my bad bits 
those anxiety attacks are my sad fits 
 they say that they'll be there
 but when you need them most 
 but why do i feel like  
i'm a ghost xo-rd
SWord
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20/M/Toronto, ON, Canada
Apr 27, 2019
Apr 27, 2019 at 9:17 PM UTC
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