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Coming Down
Getting high is the easy part,
It’s coming down that’s hard.
You walk with heavy feet all of a sudden.
It gets hard to think and the room gets darker.
Your heart starts beating desperately
And then it gets rough.
The sweats start to kick in.
You feel frantic, alone, and unsure.
You begin seeing the world from the bottom
And soon it starts to consume you.
You reach for anything you can
But nothing seems to do it.
You are vulnerable and
Your mind won’t work.
Music annoys you and a
Phone call is out of the picture.
You just want to be alone.
This torture lasts all night.
Eventually you thankfully fall asleep and the
Next morning you act like it never happened.
This is just how it goes when you’re chasing
Feelings you were never supposed to have.
It’s coming down that’s hard.
You walk with heavy feet all of a sudden.
It gets hard to think and the room gets darker.
Your heart starts beating desperately
And then it gets rough.
The sweats start to kick in.
You feel frantic, alone, and unsure.
You begin seeing the world from the bottom
And soon it starts to consume you.
You reach for anything you can
But nothing seems to do it.
You are vulnerable and
Your mind won’t work.
Music annoys you and a
Phone call is out of the picture.
You just want to be alone.
This torture lasts all night.
Eventually you thankfully fall asleep and the
Next morning you act like it never happened.
This is just how it goes when you’re chasing
Feelings you were never supposed to have.
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