How can you transmit this fear?
It feels so strong, a emotion that builds up.
From the bottom of my stomach I feel this sickness,
it twists my insides and it throws them into my mouth.
It's latched onto something inside
Am I holding on, or is it impossible to shake this hand
that grips onto me, inside and outside and everywhere.
Deadly poison, that clings onto its victims. You won't die, but you want to.
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Here We Are, But We're Still Lost
I have spilled my heart on this journal and now I am making it public. I doubt what you will find will interest you much. It's only my battered soul.
Lol, sorry, that was really angst, wasn't it?
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