written on 4/8/21
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i relish in the silence
because it's harder to find it
there isn't much for where i am
because of the lack of peace
my mind can't give a moment to rest
we have found the lights far too loud
and anything greater than a whisper to be deafening
i am unable to center this being
she finds it best to bring me somewhere else
where even though it won't be quiet
it's somewhat of an escape
of course i am more than willing to dwell there
but now it's a place i don't even choose anymore
if i give myself that moment to stop
i will start to creep back into it
and i begin losing what i am
and where i am supposed to be
even now
what i say doesn't come easily
i fight to focus
though i don't want to stay
i know that this is where i am
but once i let myself go
i will try to find where it is i left my mind
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hi it's really difficult to focus on things rn and i find myself dissociating kinda, i think that's the word i'm looking for but it's like derealization basically. it's hard to ground myself but i'm trying, okay i love you goodnight
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folie
Poetryjournal-like entries taken from my journal filled with poems and tales that might not make much sense to you. read if you don't mind it, though.