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As I lay in my room all I do is think.
The thoughts building up.
The more I try to push them away, they always come back even stronger.
They gather together filling every corner. Flowing around like water behind a dam.
However that dam is cracking from the pressure.
Its breaking and cant hold the thoughts like it once could.
When it breaks the water comes crashing in, drowning whatever hope there was still left.
The sea of feelings and thoughts found a place in every space of my body.
In that moment all I did was feel at the same time as lose every feeling I had, the courage I had was gone for good.
The damage was done.
Nothing could ever patch the holes left from every thought that pierced through
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"through heaven and hell" //rant poems\\
PoetryI write small poems in my free time and i want to share them so here we are I hope you can relate to some bc If my writing can help people in any way I will happily write more TW- mentions of self harm, suicide, ED, abuse (eg. physical, mental, sexu...
