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Suffocation

One trap I can sometimes fall into, Being suffocated in space and my own feelings, Its like dying from the lack of air or inability to breath. The metanoia in my head continues to fight the dark blurry things that inhabit my thoughts. I begin to think this is all a dream, nobody's real...your not real, That's what the screeching voices tell me, I have to fight it, Light it, take the pain ignite it, I can't let them rule over me...you can over come her..I promise.


-- Alyssa H., 13