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sinking and sunk
Wading through the sunken treasure of all my past lovesSearching through these rusted regretsThere is nothing here for me anymoreWhat was golden is now nothing but gray memoriesShipwrecks and heartbreaks that’s all that’s left of us
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grief
I can start listing on fingers and toes all the things you were meant to witnessAll the dances, grandkids, and other thingsGrief gave me too many ghosts to countSomedays I curse your name, others I praise itOne day maybe I’ll even rejoice in it But for now I’ll just waste my time living in dreams…
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You Say You Want A Resolution
There’s something about setting a goal at the start of the new year, in the dead of winter, that just has felt so false to me. I’ve always struggled with depression and anxiety. What is there to celebrate or look forward to when the emptiness of winter threatens to consume me? I don’t have pretty…
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intrusive
intrusive is not the same as impulsiveimpulsive implies a whim and intrusive implies a violence impulsive is more like I should smash my hand into this pile of flour while I’m bakingthe consequence is a mess intrusive is unwanted, like the crippling fear of never being good enoughthe consequence is feeling the will to live…
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