Short Spurts #36

I try to do as the doc instructed

Wake up with an energy burst 

I always end up wanting to cry 

Not before my heart sinks first

I feel all doors closing in on me

I don’t know whom to turn to 

Burdened by expectations

I don’t know what I should do

Feel foolish talking to those I could 

Things in my mind have changed

I’m terrified of opening up now

Afraid I be considered deranged 

There’s so much I wanted to do 

In this short life of mine

Now I struggle to get out of bed

And pretend everything is fine

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