A Letter To My Capture
Dear Doubt,
Thanks for clouding my mind.
Making my ambitions blind.
You know how to break me down.
Leaving me breathless and grasping for life.
I had a panic attack because you! You bitch!
I just wanted to say thanks. Thanks a lot.
You surely know how to brighten up my day.
My day is filled with tears and thoughts of self harm- worthless.
I know where the pocket knife is, but not my ambitions.
Thanks, you bitch!
I think I am doing great.
You love to get in the way. Make me trapped in my head- locked away in a castle.
Trapped by a dragon.
You’re my dragon. My capture. My demise.
Doubt, this letter is a thank you card.
Thanks for the sleepless nights.
Thanks for the tear stained eyes.
Thanks for the panic attack and the tornado of thoughts
Thanks for it all! You bitch!
I really appreciate it.
Your beloved victim,
Lauren Jungbluth
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