A rush of warmth;
It feels like my head is going to explode.
There's anxiety and a headache,
There's life and meaning,
There's everything and nothing.
And no matter what I read,
What I know,
How much I distance myself,
How aloof I feel,
I am pulled back into a whirlpool
Of emotions I suppress
Feelings I dread;
As I find myself slipping away
In nightmares and afterthoughts
Of choices I never got to make.
~ Suranya
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