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Garbage, filth,
the literal ****
stain on your
perfect, porcelain abode.
Wash me away with all of
the heat that
you can muster. The
burn is vital.
I flourish
on the notion that
I'm needed.
An inadequate being,
I'm bound to this misery;
living in
a hollowed shell like
the mollusk.
Emma Nov 2016
Sad
Underestimated
Irrational
Crying
Ignoring
Death
Excuses
Emma Nov 2016
Heart racing,
Constant fidgeting
Chest hurting
Gaping hole in my stomach
Feelings of unwarranted guilt
Hating myself for everything
I'm not good enough
I'm not pretty enough
I'm not smart enough
These thoughts ring in my head
Anxiety, I try my hardest to get rid of you
But you're incurable, You're stuck with me
Please just shut off the constant hate in my brain,
get rid of the emptiness and the pain,
Anxiety, You poke at me constantly
But i cannot stop you, you are a part of me
A part of me i regret.
Anxiety.
My anxiety ruins everything, my fun, my happiness, my social gatherings. I'm diagnosed with Severe anxiety disorder. I have panic attacks every day at school, that's why i needed to get this out. And no, I'm not taking pills, because they only work temporaily... theres no end to it. You can never get rid of an illness in your head. but i try my best to be positive.
Everyone wants to get on the front page
**but sometimes i dont want everyone to see me

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