Highs and Lows

The highs feel like I’m alive
I’m doing amazing
But I’m anxious
I’m hurting
But everything is clean 
I seem okay 
That’s all that matters

The lows feel of nothing
Numbness
The mess and piles of wrappers 
Feeling nothing but hurt 
Everyone knows I’m in pain
That’s all that matters
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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