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Trapped

My heart is bleeding low. My time is wasting and running thin.

I am growing weak. With no strength I can't run from the shit I keep putting myself in

I've burried my mind so deep without even knowing I was digging. Caving under so much pressure its becoming hard to think.

This darkness is overwhelming and is making everything dizzy. What I want has become faint. Its hard to see through this haze the difference between what is real and make believe.

My lungs are filling up with smoke. My body is burning from the inside out. Its becoming hard to breathe. My mouth is too dry to speak. I've bit my tongue for so long there isn't any blood left to bleed.

Each rib is tearing through my lungs and wrapping around my heart.

How can it keep beat with no room for it to be free.
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