Thursday, November 9, 2023

Cage

I’m so tired of always being so strong. Too many things break me so easily now. I break me.


My jaw is too tight and I can’t move. I am paralyzed by crushing anxiety and the deep well of depression feels so fucking heavy, that it’s pulling down on my shoulders and I only feel the liquid venom flowing in my veins. 


This cage.

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