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By CotardDelusionzPublished 5 days ago • 1 min read

So exhausted

To the point my I'm nauseous

I can't get out of bed

What caused this

Where's my head

So depressive

Unable to be expressive

I have no desire

For my own survival

Why am I so miswired

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Like a switch

There's a major shift

To my minds pitch

My brows frown

So much rage

I feel I'm gonna drown

I can't help but express this hate

Onto my face

There's no other place

That gives me the same taste

I can't stop shaking

There's too much in me

How do I let it free

I have to bleed

So much needs to be released

I can't stand this heat

Grab my heart and rip it from me

So I don't have to feel it beat

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The temptation

Greatens

I sit

Staring into my own mind

Watching it on replay

Every possible way

I find it soothing

When I imagine myself in such state

But I'm far from it

I keep around too many things

To live in a lie

I hate having so many things

This room needs to be

EMPTY

DETACH

FORGET ME

I just need somewhere to sleep

Mental HealthStream of Consciousnesssurreal poetry

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CotardDelusionz

Diagnosed bpd , OCD , ADHD. This is my outlet.

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    Written by CotardDelusionz