Encounter

April 2nd, 2019

The anxiety won’t stop
It’s only begun
I’m still paying for the things
That I’ve never done
When I had an option
I lost my voice
Because I was damaged
I forfeited the choice
So I’m searching for the answers
And if they were buried
Because I’ve bottled it up
All the guilt that I’ve carried
I’m just trying to find harmony
In all my indecision
When I haven’t yet recovered
From the impact of your collision

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