Lost Girl
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I’m standing in a room full of open windows but filled with darkness. I’m all alone in this crowd of people, desperately seeking air, wanting so badly to breathe. I’m now lost in my own bathroom, because I want to fill the tub...I just...want to fill the tub. I’m cold even wrapped up in all these layers but most of the layers are the guilt I carry around. And I’m tired... but I lie wide awake begging my brain to find a calmer state. I’m numb, while I’m feeling every emotion, I’m angry, but it’s tears streaming down my cheeks, this is making it harder to breathe. PLEASE! I don’t know what’s happening to me! Everything is backwards and nothing runs right, there’s nothing left of me except the fear in sight. I just want to cry and scream, lay and dream. I am afraid because sometimes I am not afraid. Sometimes letting go seems better than holding on. Sometimes I feel like everything would be easier if I was just gone.
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