I'd keep to myself. I used to be good at this.
My health is faltering.
I haven't seen the outside for 2 days.
I need something to keep me afloat.
This would have been easier years ago.
When the easiest form of escape is always at hand.
I'm lost.
I wake up and I don't know where I am.
And I grow weaker by the day.
This is a story of something.
Something.
The darkness rapidly seeps through my skin.
I don't want to go through this road again.
When sadness replaces everything else.
The nights are longer.
And the darkness wins over me.
I do not want to step foot outside of this little bubble I am in.
What I have is contagious.
I'd keep to myself. I'd keep to myself.
I wish to be cured by medicine or something stronger.
My health. It's slowly...
I need to see a doctor.
I miss sitting on a couch right across a paid confidant.
I am crazy.
Used to be.
She's keeping up with me. Her.
The other me.
I should see a doctor.
I ran far away already and I can see her shadow sometimes.
Why is she here?
I need to see a doctor.
My eyes.
They're almost dead.
Somebody save me.
The dark. It's almost eating me alive.
Got to get a grip. Got to.
This place I once lived in. I left it.
I don't remember.
Now it's slowly becoming familiar again. Slowly.
The walls. They look the same.
And the ghosts are here again.
I need to see a doctor.
I'm sinking.
Somebody. Is anybody there?
Somebody. Some body.
Save. Me.
--- Mary Poppins
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