i fall back into old habits
and i let them consume me
i find myself constantly running away
from everything that makes me who i am
trying to escape an inevitable doom
it would have always ended this way
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poetry trip.
שיריםA collection of poems about trauma, grief, addiction, childhood, and loss.
a silent scream
i fall back into old habits
and i let them consume me
i find myself constantly running away
from everything that makes me who i am
trying to escape an inevitable doom
it would have always ended this way