It's Okay, I'm Fine, I'm Dying Inside

It's ripping me apart

from the inside out

screaming to escape

crying to die

but no matter what I do

it stays trapped inside.

 

I breathe in

 

I breathe out

 

I lose sight of everything.

I wander aimlessly through the abyss.

 

Nothing is real

yet everything hurts.

 

So I stop feeling.

I stop trying.

I stop thinking.

 

I just exist.

 

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