The best I can do is sweep myself to the side for a bit
Look at the pile of dust I’ve left in the corner
It’s growing bigger by the day
I try to remove the clutter the best I can
But it keeps showing up in every room
Boxes pile up
The contents decades old
My trauma is over flowing
I need some help
I need a friend
I need someone to see this mess and not shame me for it
I hide the disorder under blankets because I’m embarrassed
How could I let things get this out of hand?
Watch me fall into myself
Catch me on the way down
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