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Pull me down deep for although I have stopped breathing, I don't feel that I have been punished enough

I always hated the numbness
It was like drifting
But now all I do is feel
And I wish I could go back

I cried eight times today
I haven’t cried in years
I cried on my way to and from work
In the bathroom on my breaks
20 minutes ago
And as I’m writing this

My heart is aching
My bones are aching
I’m so sick of all this feeling
I prefer the daze
At least I could pretend the pain didn’t exist
Now I am swallowed in it
And I am dying




what do you mean babies aren’t delivered by storks

next you’re gonna tell me that birds don’t grow from bird seed?

what do you mean birds don’t grow from bird seed