fake forest green

I want to talk about how I am feeling
to no longer feel it
to disburse into the world
the space in front of me
but when asked why I am feeling that way
angst,
a confusion, loss of words, writing it out will
help me better understand why I panic at 1
drink at 2, burst out of my skin
While trying to hold myself in
Patching the holes
feel at ease for a few seconds in between
it’s love, in an anxious way
wave of love

I’m depressed but don’t
feel it anymore
when it’s repeated back to me

I need a new band aid for this wound,
my skin has become wrinkled
pale,

worse with
a covering over it
Let it breathe
Don’t go on facebook

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