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Anxiety In your head, In your soul, Your biggest regrets, Your darkest shame, It might not even be real, The thought too, But anxiety is, And it will make you fall, And crumble until nothing is left, Left to starve of happy moments in its sea of depression and fear, Its your anxiety, And it wont go.
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Apr 1, 2018
Apr 1, 2018 at 6:44 PM UTC
Anxiety
i feel i am an acquired taste maybe i'm not everyone's cup of tea i am one who will not always have the right words to say but will search high and low even down the back of the couch to find ones that will fit to make you smile just so i know you are happy i won't always have the answers to life's whys and wherefores but if you give me reason i will believe in you and follow your lead to the ends of the earth my only pleasure will be in my giving you pleasure i seem to be wired that way it's just how my heart works i'm soft and i can't change it no matter how hard i try i guess most others want the one they share their life with to have spirit to be feisty to be strong but i am very often none of those things but in my own way i am them all so i come as a package deal complete with fairy lights a quiet soul and a sunny disposition i don't know if that's annoying probably is but like i said i'm not everyone's cup of tea but i like coffee so maybe it doesn't matter all that much so for now i will keep it to myself for when the moment comes and someone asks to take me out to tea until then i will wait patiently with hope behind my eyes eyes which will always look upon you in wonder
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Sep 5, 2016
Sep 5, 2016 at 4:40 PM UTC
not everyone's cup of tea :o)
One, two, three What the **** is wrong with me Four, five, six I think my mind is kinda sick Seven, eight, nine Pretending that it will be just fine Ten, eleven, twelve Into my past, please dare not delve Thirteen, fourteen, fifteen My life's obscene Sixteen, seventeen, eighteen A ******* crime scene Nineteen, twenty, On the ground my blood is plenty
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Jan 31, 2016
Jan 31, 2016 at 10:03 PM UTC
One, Two, Three......
I am sorry that I am rather obnoxious, very unwanted, and crazy needy. I just always seem to feel a bit better when you take the time to simply talk to me.
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Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 8:17 PM UTC
Give Me Back My Pills
It's driving me mad I can't sleep and I can't read Or knit to music Or anything, and I'm done I've had enough of it all.
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 1:14 AM UTC
Mad