Its getting bad again

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You know it's bad, when you eat out of emotions and don't out of guilt, your floor becomes covered, your room unbuilt.

That safe place you had Is destroyed and a mess, you only ever go to become undressed.

You want to succeed but you want to express you don't know the time you still have left.

Broken down, bruised all around. I badly want to leave this town. Just take me home, and don't leave me alone. I'm scared to be alone at home.

The clock ticks, the homework sits. Pressure builds hour by hour. Falling deeper down a tower filled of flowers.
The stems lash thorns. I can only mourn.
The feeling of pricks bleed, while my homework sits.

Surrounding me, controlling me, hitting me, bruised knees.
Nothing helps. My body still lays, glued to this couch.
It holds me, comfort to un comfort.
Waves of anxiousness from eyes to toes.
Shocks of electricity run along my body but still.
My body lays pinned, pushed to this couch.

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