In the night we’re hurting, in the night burning. Won’t you show me what you mean, when you can me by his name, I’m sorry? don’t give up this time. Don’t you remember when we first went together, go so fast we’re speed racers. We both fucked up we drugged our vices consume us popping sheets full of scriptures to make us feel normal again do you know what it feels like to have nothing left int the tank, we’re running on empty but somehow still going I don’t think this is healthy I feel like a test subject trials of Quetiapine Remeron Zyprexa I don’t know I’m sleepy I just feel dazed all the time. Is this the best you can do for me it’s not really working at all, I feel like I’m part of that wall. So dissociated I forgot what my name was, I can’t function like this, how could anyone. Flashbacks so vivid that I’m not even part of the moment that everyone else is in anymore. I was 19 or 20 when they first told me I had PTSD that one really hit home, more than the other names they gave to me over the past 5 years in and out of hospital. Got scheduled again, fuck me cunt.
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