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  1. Each day feels like a mirror,
    Reflecting the same storm,
    Words sharp as glass,
    Breaking what’s left of me.The weight of it all,
    Screams that echo,
    Pain that clings like shadows,
    I’m tired, but still, it pulls me under.You twist, you shape the truth,
    Make me question the ground I stand on,
    But I’m not lost—I see the cracks in your mask.Tears fall in silence,
    And I’m left wondering,
    How did love become this storm?

    #writing #words #feelings #depression #adhd #audhdwomen

  2. Each day feels like a mirror,
    Reflecting the same storm,
    Words sharp as glass,
    Breaking what’s left of me.The weight of it all,
    Screams that echo,
    Pain that clings like shadows,
    I’m tired, but still, it pulls me under.You twist, you shape the truth,
    Make me question the ground I stand on,
    But I’m not lost—I see the cracks in your mask.Tears fall in silence,
    And I’m left wondering,
    How did love become this storm?

    #writing #words #feelings #depression #adhd #audhdwomen

  3. Each day feels like a mirror,
    Reflecting the same storm,
    Words sharp as glass,
    Breaking what’s left of me.The weight of it all,
    Screams that echo,
    Pain that clings like shadows,
    I’m tired, but still, it pulls me under.You twist, you shape the truth,
    Make me question the ground I stand on,
    But I’m not lost—I see the cracks in your mask.Tears fall in silence,
    And I’m left wondering,
    How did love become this storm?

    #writing #words #feelings #depression #adhd #audhdwomen

  4. Each day feels like a mirror,
    Reflecting the same storm,
    Words sharp as glass,
    Breaking what’s left of me.The weight of it all,
    Screams that echo,
    Pain that clings like shadows,
    I’m tired, but still, it pulls me under.You twist, you shape the truth,
    Make me question the ground I stand on,
    But I’m not lost—I see the cracks in your mask.Tears fall in silence,
    And I’m left wondering,
    How did love become this storm?

    #writing #words #feelings #depression #adhd #audhdwomen

  5. Each day feels like a mirror,
    Reflecting the same storm,
    Words sharp as glass,
    Breaking what’s left of me.The weight of it all,
    Screams that echo,
    Pain that clings like shadows,
    I’m tired, but still, it pulls me under.You twist, you shape the truth,
    Make me question the ground I stand on,
    But I’m not lost—I see the cracks in your mask.Tears fall in silence,
    And I’m left wondering,
    How did love become this storm?

    #writing #words #feelings #depression #adhd #audhdwomen