The longer I am here,
the more I lose my...

The stress builds
until my hands shake...

The dysphoria feels like a punch to the gut,
feeling fine then suddenly out of place...

The choices I have made, this one in particular,
will not grant me any reprieve...

And I will do whatever it takes to survive. Even...

I have made it through
more hurdles than I can count...

Please enlighten me,
how else am I supposed to react...

I've seen you hiding in
the shadows...

I've always wondered
what the last poem I'd write...

i am drowning.
except, i'm landlocked...

I don't know how to process
the twists and turns of...

The hopelessness creeps in,
trying to sneak past...