I'm Not Okay

Jul 13, 2009 19:21

My blood runs cold when I see them
Choking on my bile, running away
I don't want these demons
I don't want to have fear today

They scream in my ears all the time
Accusing me of things I don't remember
Without any reason, without any rhyme
I don't want to deal with it forever

poetry

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