Days and days
Days and days pass by and nothing is changing
I’m trying my hardest to beat this, the pills ,
the exercises, the breathing. And nothing. still the same,
no drug can fix me
but I will run until the race is over...
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My name is Christian Porter. I struggle with anxiety and depression and writing seems to help a lot.I have always been interested in many forms of writing. My dream is to be able to write and direct films. I also enjoy poems, I feel that you express so much just in a few words.
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