stress monster

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where from 

comes the clawing, raking nails 

tearing me apart

inside out 

so i'm a shredded, bloody mess

incased in skin

that's barely holding it all together?

my heart and lungs are heavy and restless

stress is taking away my humanity 

i do not feel alive anymore 

i do not know what i am anymore 

all i know 

is time, freezing me in place

tightening around my neck

and smirking maliciously

as the pressure builds of everything

i have not done yet


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