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you think you are getting better.



there is always some destructive force.
i dont know where it comes from/

i question my own sanity.
and my value as a human being.

there are possibilities that i may not be who i am.

i have no idea what i am.
i was never frank to anybody.
never frank even to myself.
what am i?

i dont even know what i am thinking about.

i close my eyes
and before i can open them,
my mind descends into the darkness that i am afraid of.

i cant even look at myself.

i seek something that i dont know exists.
and i want to find comfort in calm.
but.

i was never honest.
now i dont know who i am.