Why am I scared? I don't know. It's anxiety. But why is it anxiety?
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The last person I wanted to understand doesn't understand and it fucking hurts. I know I'm losing you and you don't seem to care anymore and that's what hurts the most. The fact that shit happens and I'm left to suffer, broken and crawling for safety. It sucks. How much does someone have to apologise? I can't fucking do it anymore. It's been late nights of constant emotion and pain and losing you is the hardest thing I could go through right now. I know I'm a problem to you and you think I don't know that? I seriously hate myself and there's no bigger hate than the one I have for myself. I'm sorry okay. I'm losing you. I get it and I miss you so much.
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Untold Sorrows
PoetryHere I am... In a matter of seconds, I disappear into my own souls grave.