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depressed

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escape
a pause
a break from myself
but they only see the facts
that I am breaking myself
off into tiny pieces and letting
them leave...float off into space
adict
abuser
they need to save me from myself
isolate me in myself
take away the only purpose I acknowledge
manic
depressive
self medicating when I can't be healed
temporary solutions seem better
than nothing but...
pain
confusion
headaches
heartaches
my fingers itch and my heart quickens
aftereffects of abuse
kill me now, I said
and they would have been doing me a favor