1:05 am, Friday, 9th June
and on the days when my chest
begins to strain under the pressure,
and I cannot stay afloat
I will remind myself that I am the ocean,
and I am but being filled with all that surrounds me.
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dysphoria
Poetrysilent pleas from a heart that's been tainted blue, a mind that ripples in constant turmoil and a mouth that remains shut //
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1:05 am, Friday, 9th June
and on the days when my chest
begins to strain under the pressure,
and I cannot stay afloat
I will remind myself that I am the ocean,
and I am but being filled with all that surrounds me.