This Time Last Year

The phone is ringing, but the sound falls further and further away
My mind is spinning, the words I hear each and every day:
"Stop wasting your time, stop worrying so much"
It's easy enough to say when you're not on the cutting block

 The days dance, I sleep in the wake of inbetweens
I couldnt remember the purpose of my dreams
Running is futile when social media is on, on, on
My mental state is off, no more masks left to don

 I tried to look inward at the lengths of my soul
But stopped short to find life taking a toll
Lost in fiction and my world of lies,
I looked to friends and family with lovely wise eyes...

 Now, I respect the gift my parents gave to me
I understand the world my heart was meant to see
I can't believe I'm here, loved ones beside of me
Ive overcome this time of last year
Saying this to anyone who could hear:

 "Love your dear ones and always lend an ear"

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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