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Is it truly inevitable? This digression into depression has me stressin' and expressin' all emotions a little more amplified Experiencing physical incapabilities Can't eat Can't sleep Eyes stay open for hours while dry breaths part my lips, mind rushing with thoughts through restrained floetry Light can't shine through this darkness so I suppose I resorted to poetry Fingers hugged up closely Pencil stroking paper finely Drip drops of teardrops splattering to make the blue lines smear on a notepad I need to man up and stop being sad Get mad Get glad Anything but sad I have to come to the realization that love lasts longest when I

can you feel the wheels reel in time? like life's baited quaintly, i feel them turn i feel my stomach churn in anticipation because i stay dreaming, there's a level of wake deprivation eyes closed open to see figments of reality living so loud that i can't hear anything listening so closely that whispers dance on deaf ears maybe it's just my own hallucination and while tears swell in size in my eyes they still can't tumble from my eyes i've grown to rub them out from my eyes can't continue to cringe with cowardice panicking won't pause pain even when i struggle to find happiness probably always will be fearsome probably always