"Who is in the garden?
My little demons!!"
Little song that played on repeat as I rolled down the bridge of my bed.
They broke from the chains of happiness.
From my will of smiles and joy-
All built as a cover up.
Anxiety my watch word.
I could barely breath nor imagine what it felt like exhaling deeply.
I wanted words to play with-
Instead words played a quick one on me
It turned the tables and displayed a section of hide and seek.
I searched in my box of inspiration,
In my files of packed up letters,
I looked at my ink and my latest font.
All to nothing
All to the fact I hadn't found and played my own part of the game.
To what now huh?
To the fact that the only ink I have left which hasn't dried up is the transparent color of my eye drops.
MY TEARS.
I got choked up
Felt like my world meant nothing.
Texted a few people:
-I got to go flat battery
-You have to do these...
-Speechless
-You will be fine!!
Wow.
Really,
So I really cannot call anyone to talk to when I need someone.
You say you care?
You sure you do?
No you don't!
Have a re-think
Because I did already.
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