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Everything is Not Okay

I dont know where to begin. It all goes in a circle in my head.
I feel lonely.
Im not okay
Im swallowed by this depression.
I need to remember myself
I need to remember Me.
She has been locked inside my head,
running in place,
while I go through the motions
on tired legs.
I feel neglected.
Physically,
sexually,
emotionally.
And Im stuck in this place.
I fear that I will always be neglected
sexually.
I want to be held
I want to be handled
I want to feel like a woman again.
I need to get out of this depression.
Im getting tired of fighting myself.
Maybe I should just shut off and let my body continue living.
but will I wake up one day?
Will I wake up one day, when all time is lost,
and realize it was all wasted.
What if I could just go into a coma
for the rest of my life?
That would be so much easier than waking up.
Why?... Just why?
A useless question question,
but one my heart still yearns to know
the answer to.
May I fade away now?
I told someone.
Shouldnt my job be done?
Can I go to sleep now?
Im tired of choking on my own misery.
Everything is not okay.

A dark haired beauty lays down to bed on the grassy noll of the faeries tred. To once be with them in the court of the Unseelie. Little does she know the fear that will be etched into her heart when at the hands of those tangible childhood Gods get ahold of her pretty face. Look at the little thing with her chin turned high. Thinking she will get out alive on the other side. They will steal her away from the world and help her forget her soul. Only to be let out again when her uses fade. So does her looks for time passes differently in an Immortal world. Silly little girl.

Revelation

I am Nancy-fucking-Botwin. <--- Fact

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Eyes

You turned out
To be
Exactly
Who you wanted
To be.
Oh the things
You are.
If only they had an idea.
Luck,
Some say.
Tits,
Others.
I think its the
Smile.
Throwing men
And woman
Off their guard.
Seeing happiness
In front of them.
Something tangible.
Alas, they have not seen
The world as I see it.
Truth to myself
And blatent humility
Have guided me here.
And for once I feel free.

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Soul

We are
Old souls.
So long known
To eachother
That a touch
Or caress
Could
Calm a persons
Soul.

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Evenything is so
Still tonight.
I see by breath.
But don't feel the cold.
Things are simple now.
But more complicated.
In their own right of course.
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Time means nothing
When you focus
On the past.
One day
Time will be gone.
And you will have
Nothing pleasant
To look back on.
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The air is still.
And noone
Will even know
You were
Here.

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