SCARED
SCARED
SCARED
IM SO SCARED
T HE AN XI ET Y IS GR IP ING A T ME
TEA RI NG T HOU GH M Y S K IN
CRU S HI G MY B ON ES
ICANTB R E A TH-
com in g ba ck to m yse lf
i fee l t he tears d ri p dow n my f ac e
i wa nt to le ave t hi s awfu l pla ce
pl eas e le t me lea ve w ith ou t a tra ce
my head hurts, m y he art ache s,
please le t it stop. fo r my sa nity' s sak e
i d o n t k n ow h o w m uc hm or e i c a n t ak e
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PoezjaWARNING: This story might be a lil disturbing. Please stay safe :) Just a little something to vent in. And please be nice, this is my first time writing.
