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In my room 24/7 24 hours 7 days now A week since you left it feels Longer than it is some weeks are days some Weeks are hours some Weeks are milliseconds but this This week is forever I never saw the transition from workaholic into depression like A literal depression, an indent I Cave in myself I Cave in on myself I Go to counseling, admit it happened it should feel like lancing a boil but It doesn't it feels like rearranging a sweater around a rock in my chest so It rubs against the splintery undersides of my ribs irritating inevitable Months spent in my bed i don't go to class i don't do work i sleep Sleep everything away sleep everything away My uncle asks me if i've been eating i'm paler than usual and no No I haven't been eating how can you eat when there's a Boulder shoving your lungs into your spine, and your intestines into your pelvis I try and feel like throwing up I Lose weight but don't feel any more worthwhile I've been Caving in on myself, caving in on myself, caving in on myself In the ruins Furious I still live
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Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 3:37 PM UTC
caving in
In my room 24/7 24 hours 7 days now A week since you left it feels Longer than it is some weeks are days some Weeks are hours some Weeks are milliseconds but this This week is forever I never saw the transition from workaholic into depression like A literal depression, an indent I Cave in myself I Cave in on myself I Go to counseling, admit it happened it should feel like lancing a boil but It doesn't it feels like rearranging a sweater around a rock in my chest so It rubs against the splintery undersides of my ribs irritating inevitable Months spent in my bed i don't go to class i don't do work i sleep Sleep everything away sleep everything away My uncle asks me if i've been eating i'm paler than usual and no No I haven't been eating how can you eat when there's a Boulder shoving your lungs into your spine, and your intestines into your pelvis I try and feel like throwing up I Lose weight but don't feel any more worthwhile I've been Caving in on myself, caving in on myself, caving in on myself In the ruins Furious I still live
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lauren-sage
Nov 16, 2014
Nov 16, 2014 at 3:37 PM UTC
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