Its like I can't breathe around you.
I can't exist around you.
Like my whole consciousness has been stripped away and thrown into the trash.
I can't think.
I don't really remember how it got this way.
It's like my mind wanders to altered realities where things are okay and I can breathe, exist and think all at once.
You couldn't tell I was dealing with this unforgiving random event.
Constantly fighting with myself to stay complete only to get attached to something or someone and then having it taken away from me.
Im unsure of the future.
Unsure of my mind.
The capabilities.
I'm almost scared of myself.
Almost a stranger to myself.
I wonder if you can tell.
But you cant.
Nobody can.
Im just lost within my mind yet again.
Fuck.
Im sorry.
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Dreams Over Reality
PoetryA compliation of poems and skits. The skits are no longer being continued. Most poems are about me and the events around me. Read my story This is my story.
