I couldn't breathe
And the nausea mixed in with the words of my anxiety
My heart felt like the fan on my roof, beating too fast till my stomach dropped
But through it all the moon kept me company
She held my hand while i cried
And dried my tears with her sweet lips
The moon let me free from it all
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And It Was All Me
PoetryLearning to unlearn my heartbreaks, and loving myself till i am all i see