My eyes feel worn out..
From all the nights I spent crying rolled up in a ball.
My heart aches..
From all the times it's been stabbed.
My frown deepens..
From all the times I spent sulking in this depressed state.
My legs feel weak..
Like they'll collapse at any given moment.
My head hurts..
From spinning a mile a minute.
My body feels like it's slowly giving up on its self..
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Author:
Natavia hobert (Pseudonym) (
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- Published: October 3rd, 2025 08:00
- Category: Sad
- Views: 15
Comments4
Sounds like someone spiked your drink
I can feel the fatigue in this write. It is like a weight that drags me down. Nicely imaged it conveys its message well.
Could it be a date rape drug ?
Doctor's visit yet?
😂
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