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This Is Why (Pt. 1)

Memoirs of Valium

By Hannah DuvallePublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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.... This is why I give up....

These are the reasons I can’t function some days....

This is why I lay in bed for days on end, not bathing myself, not eating, not talking, not moving..

My brain doesn’t work like other people’s...

My brain hurts with a pain I could never describe..

My heart aches and feels torn..

I feel numb right now, almost completely emotionless.

Yet somehow on the edge of exploding into a million feelings.

I don’t remember how I got here and no one believes me.

Constantly guessing what move to make next to seem like I’m still alive.

When I’ve been gone since I closed my eyes.

-Valium.

sad poetry
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About the Creator

Hannah Duvalle

Mom of two beautiful monsters, 6 & 8yrs old

Manager & Co-Owner of

Canal Street Tattoo

-Ellenville, NY.

Empath to an extreme.

Advocate for mental health awareness. 🖤

PTSD - Bipolar1 - Anxiety 🤯

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