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I’m unsure of how to withdraw myself
And some parts of my heart is still afraid of people
Having withdrawals with oneself
Cause I’ve never been able to let go
It always starts with a hello
And now how can I accommodate to your life cause my hearts nice
Even if the people I cherish dearly don’t treat me right
And even if they do say 6 minutes of negative thoughts
Will shut down an immune system for 21 hours
My mind still continues strewing my thoughts like the 9/11 towers
Trying to remember even the negative so I won’t miss anything
Because I misplace everything
Like a ticking time clock
Forgetful
Same as a mind block
My gears forget everything
Some days even you
Always… Just a little bit of me too
Closed mouths don’t get fed
And a closed mind doesn’t have room to grow
But what happens if my hungers dead
And my minds a blow
How will I grow
As if I haven’t tried
walking with Gods words
It’s not that easy to Abide
I go on and on about myself within conversions
Hoping that someone might feel me and they’ll stay because we’ve built a foundation
But how can one stand my complications
Fated with the misunderstanding of I
Like the eyes that I have of myself doesn’t help my soul testify
How will they relate
I have so many affairs to speak of
They won’t have time to say what’s on their plate
Stuck with the casualties
The casualties
The casualties
I just keep remembering them
Like when it rains and you feel your faulty aching limbs

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This piece was written around a very bad time of my life. It was my junior year in highschool and i was having mutiple mental break downs and my grades were just spiraling down right along with my life. This poem brought me to a point of relief because I was unable to express my feelings to others but I was able to write it out and this is what it looked like on paper.