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Stress

I bottle up my emotions and 
put them on a shelf.
Feeling all those feelings makes me want to kill my self. 
I’m so fucking angry, my heart is full of hate, and I don’t want this shit but the shit is here to stay. 
How do I cope, and let this all go. 
I’m dieing inside, and it’s starting to show. 
I’ve hit rock bottom, and I can’t get up. 
Now I’m falling backwards while they fill up my cup. 
My cup is over flowing and I start to feel stuck. 
I keep trying and trying and I don’t want to give up. 
But the weight is unbearable and I can’t catch my breath. 
I keep sinking and sinking and I don’t have much left. 

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