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By Shaneia ComeauxPublished 4 years ago 1 min read
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As I lay here, with nothing but time ...

I drift off into another place,I can feel my heart start to race,...

I almost feel like I'm in space..

My mind...is a basket case..

It's always a race...but I never win first place... my lifes is a chase, I'm always chasin something..

Humpty dumpty when he fell off that wall, he lost it all, that's my life put into a nursery rhyme,  I'm a dime, that's all I got going for me, love has torn me,into so many  different pieces...

I almost dont feel human...

Its humid, my mind zooming, palms are starting to sweat,I can feel the beads of sweat roll off my head, it's this shit i dread, panic attacks... anxiety consumes me, it's always gloomy ...

sad poetry
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