Thoughts

Its hard to breathe
So hard to see
I can't be in reality

My body is heavy
And my mind like jelly
My thoughts are just too many

I held on to drugs
Till I can no longer feel my lungs

I thought I found my muse
I guess I just thought to soon

My heart is like paperweight
I just want to breakaway

I guess I will stop right here
Before I disappear

This poem is about: 
Me

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