it has become my go to place
when i struggle to breathe because I know
I'm not getting it right.
I turn the lights off and hide behind my eyes.
my mouth doesn't make a noise but it's so loud here inside. I hope no one can tell I die a little each time
then my heart corners the anxiety and push it out of my head
here is where I would like to stay
or at least draw a map so I can always find my way
today is no different but tomorrow could be
so I'll pray and hope that I learn to set it free
©412raith
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