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The noise is unbearable

It’s in my head

It’s in the room

I loud bright

 

I’m drowning

 

This desperation

I runs my life

It takes controll

 

So I cry

 

I cry a sea of guilt and shame

Yet another place to drown

A little wave could crush a mountain

Instead It crushed my soul

 

Numb

 

A planet of grey with black and white thinking

Emptiness sewing the seams

Patching up my broken home

Old dreams, long forgotten, litter the floor

 

I fall into the depths of my blackened heart

 

Honey I’m home

 

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