augusts anxiety is coming up,
no, actually its already here.
the dread of my life continuing,
i'm dreaming of death once more.
i'm not angry,
i'm not necessarily sad all the time,
i'm just really scared like before.
my head is spinning,
my chest, it cant't breathe.
closing my eyes,
drowning in a sea.
whirlwind of emotions,
my teenage angst is so galore.
the idea of being alone scares me,
but maybe its what i need.
i'll ignore people,
run away and live in a left-handed jungle forever.
after all, in all honestly let me say,
i don't think i wanna do this life shit anymore.
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PoesieFirst few chapters are about this girl then the rest is just my life and me venting. If anyone read this please dont comment shit like "are u ok" or "talk to someone" i really dont need that and i present these problems alot stronger then they are i...
