Things on my chest

Things on my chest

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isn't it sad that nowadays it's weird to show feelings? that you are called weak as soon as a tear slips out of your eye? as melanie martinez once said in her song crybaby: "You seem to replace Your brain with your heart You take things so hard And then you fall apart" this song explains that when you cry people thing that you are to sensitive and that you shouldn't think with your heart that's why i'm writing this book so i can express my feelings without having to say them and without people knowing who wrote them~~~~~~
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Cover made by the amazing @mikeyspizzadope (go check them out they're cool) It's 3 A.M., and you can't sleep. Your heart feels like it might burst out of your chest. Your ears are ringing, echoing in your brain, and everything hurts so badly. Your vision is going blurry as you try to fight back the tears, and you're wondering why you even try anymore. At one point or another, most of us have experienced the feeling of worthlessness, shame, or guilt. We feel like we're at rock bottom, and it seems like nothing will ever get any better no matter how hard we try. One thing we do know for sure, though, is that where there is dark, there is bound to be light, no matter how small that speck may be. There's always hope, no matter how far out of reach it may seem. There's always light in the dark. TW/CW: mentions of anxiety, depression, suicidal thoughts. "I know that even when things seem dark and at rock bottom, there's always hope. There's always a light at the end of the tunnel. As small as that little shaft of light may seem, it's not out of reach." - something a friend of mine once told me All of the poems in this book have been written by me. Completed on August 22, 2020

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