Spending nights staring at the ceiling,
Wondering what am i doing wrong,
Where did i falter,
Thinking what have i ever done to feel this way.
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Going over the same things again and again analyzing my mistakes and critizing myself, subjecting myself to brutal scrutiny...
It then feels as if a huge wave of immense sadness has just washed over me and is threatening to pull me under,
threatening to drown me and at this point i don't know how to keep my head above the water, who knows how much longer will i be able to fight it or should i just let it run it's course and drown me...
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Carol
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Drifters
PoetryThoughts that pass through our minds at the most random times, when we don't pay much attention and when we don't ponder or focus on it as much, but at a later stage it hits you hard like someone has just thrown a bucket of ice cold water over your...
