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Withdraw
I can’t say what I need to say
It will frighten you
I breathe and pretend it’s okay
Like you want me to
A paralysis of my design
My voice melts into silence
My eyes fall dim
Will too tired for defiance
I retreat on a whim
Symptom of a turbulent mind
It will frighten you
I breathe and pretend it’s okay
Like you want me to
A paralysis of my design
My voice melts into silence
My eyes fall dim
Will too tired for defiance
I retreat on a whim
Symptom of a turbulent mind
Published 2nd Jan 2018
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Anonymous
2nd Jan 2018 4:32pm
All the voices in the mind and the messages they feed us. Beautifully written, Zach. Hugs
3rd Jan 2018 4:49am
A paralysis of my design...
Does holding it in feel better than the idea of frightening ‘you’?
Does holding it in feel better than the idea of frightening ‘you’?
4th Jan 2018 2:03am
Not at all. Old habits die hard. It's about recognizing the unwillingness to break them.
Anonymous
19th Jan 2018 00:22am
The mind is such a powerful thing, not always easy to convince.
Superbly written :)
Superbly written :)
