Mood Swings have gotten worse.
Cold Warmth has become more consuming.
Stress has escalated an overwhelming amount.
Numbness has become revolting.
Thoughts have flooded in a completely chaotic wave.There are some ways to distract myself from the pain.
And the constant urge to cry.
But it's only temporary.
It doesn't take anything away.
Just coats it for a bit.
Never long enough.
I hope to find ways to be rid of some of it.
I just need some of it to dissipate before I do something irrational.
Again.I'm a downer.
Oh well.
I've masked it very well lately.
Sure there have been a lot of slip ups.
But I'm still working on how to hide it all the way I used to.Soon.
Hopefully.
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Words Can't Cover Me
PoetryMental Thoughts As I Begin Facing Things Alone. In Poetry Form.