Dysphoria

Dysphoria Dysphoria

I can’t breathe, it’s suffocating. I kept on swimming yet I’m still drowning. I was like running in circles, But moving like a turtle.

I dyed my hair green Because people have it and it’s in. I put makeup every day, And wipe my tears away.

I have eyes but can barely even see. Tears are flowing, I just created a sea. I have a mouth that just wants to yell. HEAR ME OUT! HEAR ME OUT! I sounded like a broken bell.

Every night, monsters visit my bed, They crawl from my feet up to my head. I made my visitors feel welcome. I let them hangout in my head and this is what I’ve become.

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“Take me away,” I say, I wanted to be free, free as the bay. But when will this end? I am known for being that happy friend.

I was like a prisoner inside my own jail. I need to escape, but I have no bail. I wanted to be free. And suicide is the only key.

I will now pretend to be blind. So I can leave everything behind. I will now close the light So long and goodnight.

WRITTEN BY MARY GEGINE ORLINA GRAPHICS BY ALFIE ESPIRITU