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Zero to sixty in seconds,
Whole to broken in a single minute,
Death creeping around the corner.
Hidden at the bottom of every bottle
Is my escape.
Fear crawling up my body,
Pain churning in my chest,
Hands reaching for relief,
Grasping at air,
Happiness slipping through my fingers.
Perhaps it will never be found,
Never reached,
Never held in my outstretched palms,
Never realized.
Whole to broken in a single minute,
Death creeping around the corner.
Hidden at the bottom of every bottle
Is my escape.
Fear crawling up my body,
Pain churning in my chest,
Hands reaching for relief,
Grasping at air,
Happiness slipping through my fingers.
Perhaps it will never be found,
Never reached,
Never held in my outstretched palms,
Never realized.
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Sometimes it feels so far away.
Also references my struggle with borderline personality disorder and the difficult mood swings it can cause when I'm unmedicated.
Also references my struggle with borderline personality disorder and the difficult mood swings it can cause when I'm unmedicated.
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A powerful piece.