'mental illness' 'depression' 'Pain' 'sadness' 'despair 'lonely' 'teen'
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trapped in my own mind since 11
it was always just me and him
the night terrors since i was 7
my dark passenger has to win
he calls him self chaos
he’s my partner in crime
Gravitating backwards she declines,Liquefying to earth's compression's,Ruined but intertwined,Cannot bypass innocent transgression.
I'm living life as if a dying tree.
I find myself corroding with the days.
A rot inside that nobody can see.
My instincts are no longer trustworthy.
Suppose that is why caring sometimes pays.
Dear The Old Audrey,
Where did you go? What happened to you?
What happened to your shining smile?
I miss you. I miss the days where anything seemed possible.
