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the day drags on
as I try to figure out
how to be okay
again.

my mind fumbles
and my chest collapses
as hot tears roll down
my face.

it's hard to explain
that there's
an emotional hurricane
inside of me.

how my mind goes dark,
wondering.
and suppressing it,
turns it black.

mouth taped,
eyes closed,
I try to sleep
without causing a
scene.

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