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Suffering...

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#16 of Poetry, both old and new

I've gone through a lot in my life. I've loved and lost; I've wandered and wondered. I've hoped and dreamed: I've yelled and screamed... but every night, I suffer... in silence.

So many things

I've endured,

To be where I am

Today...

Molestation, aggravation,

All the things

They did to me...

Suicidal? Hesitation?

What are these

Two things to me?

PTSD, ASPD,

Anxiety...

So many names

Like games they play

For whatever is

Wrong with me.

But all I see

Is a sea

Of hopelessness;

A broken Me...

And I can't see

A cure for my

Deadly disease...

I just see "Me"...

And that's all I see...

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When I see you Once more...

There's an ocean, Underneath me, And a thought that Can defeat me, O, I'll cry, When I see you Once more... There's a name, I'm so ashamed, I can't make it, I'm to blame. O, I'll cry When I see you Once more... ...

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Take it Slow...

* * * There's a light, a flash, When you live too fast... You forget all the time That you have... Take it slow, and let it flow, Breathe in deeply through Your nose, For like a river, Your soul shall flow... No matter where...

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Is there hope?

Is there something I can find Buried deep in my mind, An allure which ensures Me of hope? So pure and unadorned, So naked, as was born, Just a light, just a spark, That which pulls upon The heart, To awaken, and allow Me...

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