into misery and anxety,
everything is too much,
everything is too little.
everything i do isnt enough,
the numbers are far too high,
stress pounds my back,
pain radiating through my soul.
fear and cold,
evaporate into my blood,
tinting my skin,
a deathly pale blue-grey.
wants and desires,
overpowered by worthlessness,
safe only under the warm cover,
the mask.
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