i hate the way i know when i'm about to have an anxiety attack. i begin to shake and shivers pass throughout my body.
i hate the way i know that you still upset me. the way you can just be okay and i can't.
i hate the way i know that you are out there, you haunt my dreams.
i hate the way i know that being sad comforts me because if i'm not sad, i'm lost and if i'm lost, i probably won't be found.
i hate the way i know myself because i know what will happen and i know that it won't stop.
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Somewhere Around My Orbit
Poetryi've placed a piece of myself in each poem in this book. this is the story of me.
