quiet words

I like to write short stories and think I'm clever sometimes. Everything posted is original, unless otherwise stated (inspirations included).

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how do I tell people I don’t need them to protect me 

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things really be fallin’ apart out here

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smoke and mirrors, knives in the dark--I’m so tired of being led around for naught.

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to live life like an open wound.

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I’m so exhausted.

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can you imagine getting second therapist to talk about your sessions with your first therapist? that’s meta-therapy, right there. 

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the more time passes, the greater my fear that I have done too little, too late.

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It hurts.

The pressure building in my chest threatens to swallow me whole,

and I don’t know how to let it out.

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I will be okay.

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nothing changes. nothing stays the same.

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let it die, even if only for us to lay fresh flowers and move on.

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I wish the end was not so explosive I wish it was the whimper, not the bang because I know that after the bang, the whimpers will linger even longer still.

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worry is no boiling, bubbling, jittery unease it’s the shot of cold the immediate freeze as your heart stops.

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words frothing in my mouth bubbling in my throat boiling in my stomach

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you know you’re done when you scream into the abyss and nothing dares scream back

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I can’t help thinking all these things I don’t mean.

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it’s what I tell myself to feel less alone

but we all know I’m wrong, wrong, wrong