Talking to Me
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something I wrote a year ago today

Talking to Me

10:43 pm, Sunday, March 5

I lie in bed and I hear rushing thoughts, my own, of course, racing through my head. I can't quite remember what exactly I was thinking about.

Suddenly all my thoughts are speeding, coming up in some amalgamation of word vomit and negativity. My thoughts get louder and louder until I can't concentrate on one thing.

It's deafening, I can't focus, everything's getting louder and louder until:

"Answer"

A smaller voice arises, masculine in an off way and somehow quieter yet louder than the rest of my words, it halts my train of thought, it became the only thing I heard

"Answer"

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