How is it that I feel like I am suffocating, but I am still alive?
How does every single hour of each day feel like an immense struggle, but I endeavour to get up each morning?
How is it that I feel like I am drowning, but no can hear me?
So hard for my mouth to form the words:
I need help
I am depressed
I have been self-harming
So now I must suffer alone…
These feelings bubbling inside of me are becoming a new norm
Seeing the world and living this life through these tired eyes…
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