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#anxietyanddepression
I choke my vape, lungs burning, multitudes of tears droning — bees, hummingbirds, all their beauty spilling nectar...                            _I’ll never taste it._ If this is a song, it’s an instrument playing itself, strung out on instincts, but struck without melody. And still— this feeling ******* stinks.
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Sep 1, 2025
Sep 1, 2025 at 7:33 AM UTC
I ******* Hate Depression
i’m a prisoner in my own mind it keeps reminding me i’m nothing- a waste of space. everyday goes by scrolling on youtube and instagram picking on myself while looking at the cam till it picks on me- realizing that one more day slipped while on this hate-spree. it’s growing inside of me until it’s no longer a part of me it is me dozing into nothingness on a tear-stained couch waking up to it staring at me and i crouch in fear in pain in hate anxiety- society has a weird way to deal with it ‘if you don’t think about it, it will go away just stop whining about it every single day’ exercise seek meditation no- this is not a disease that can be solved with medication just stop stop, please this is not something that fades away in a day or something that i- that we- can control why can’t you see? it inches down to my very soul and the more i try to tame it the more it takes its toll i’ve come to terms with it this must be fate to be so filled with hate that i suffocate but never ever try to set things straight resort to help face the things i’ve dealt instead i build up a wall around me happy exterior glowing tranquility while on the inside i bleed of self-loathe and pity ‘what’s the problem?’ this is the problem. picking their voices over my own silencing everything i’ve ever known it’s hard, see- to cry for help when there’s no one to hear your yelp but yourself. well today i’m setting myself free escaping gradually no more of being trapped in this bird cage of being filled with some never-ending rage this time i’ll voice my own plea because today i choose me.
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Feb 26, 2019
Feb 26, 2019 at 1:39 AM UTC
trapped
i’m a prisoner in my own mind it keeps reminding me i’m nothing- a waste of space. everyday goes by scrolling on youtube and instagram picking on myself while looking at the cam till it picks on me- realizing that one more day slipped while on this hate-spree. it’s growing inside of me until it’s no longer a part of me it is me dozing into nothingness on a tear-stained couch waking up to it staring at me and i crouch in fear in pain in hate anxiety- society has a weird way to deal with it ‘if you don’t think about it, it will go away just stop whining about it every single day’ exercise seek meditation no- this is not a disease that can be solved with medication just stop stop, please this is not something that fades away in a day or something that i- that we- can control why can’t you see? it inches down to my very soul and the more i try to tame it the more it takes its toll i’ve come to terms with it this must be fate to be so filled with hate that i suffocate but never ever try to set things straight resort to help face the things i’ve dealt instead i build up a wall around me happy exterior glowing tranquility while on the inside i bleed of self-loathe and pity ‘what’s the problem?’ this is the problem. picking their voices over my own silencing everything i’ve ever known it’s hard, see- to cry for help when there’s no one to hear your yelp but yourself. well today i’m setting myself free escaping gradually no more of being trapped in this bird cage of being filled with some never-ending rage this time i’ll voice my own plea because today i choose me.
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