I've had vertigo for 7 days now. It is like being on a ship getting your heartbroken twice by the captain. I tried to reach out to you gulping waves of salt. Instead of throwing me a rope, you ordered me below deck with the poor stoways. "Captain oh Captain" they sing like reading that classical poem underwater. You let them kiss your *** bent over livestock one by one. Wrapped up in one's self I sway watching you fix the sail fix the direction **** retentive. My ear a conch your hands big as a whale blowing up boastful ordering people to the left of you unsatisfied for what is right.
not everything has to hurt anymore don't let it we may be damaged broken fools but we can still be happy
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so earlier this year I was diagnosed with vertigo causing extreme dizziness for weeks. I was lost. I couldn't go to school, I didn't see my friends and slowly lost them. I felt like my life was ripped away from me. Since, I've gotten better. this morning I woke up with extreme dizziness once again and went strait to the doctors. they said its possible that it is back. but I will not let it rip away at my life and hold me back. I will do my best and stay positive. life is meant to be lived and lived happily. I love all my supporters on this website. and no matter what it is that you're going through there will come a day where you see the light. it could be in a book, a teacher, a friend, or maybe it just has to come from yourself.
my world hasn't stopped spinning since you left diagnosed with vertigo a constant whirl of hazel eyes a monotone voice on replay a skipping record in my head unsure of which direction i'm going one second i'm next to you in bed wrapped in white sheets your breath hot against the back of my neck and the next i'm surrounded by darkness i turn for you and i sink deeper into this empty bed love becoming a word covered in dust i am covered in dust trapped in the memories of yesterday trapped in my own head constantly spinning
Your slick moves, under the smoke we sit, breathing in vertigo, the intoxication that never leaves and a scent to burn our insecurities. Your slick moves, under the light that oozes, has become my kind of lifeline.