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NOTE:  2016 10 04  21H49 EST  A Fight - depression...

A Fight


It convinces you that nothing's worth it.

Convinces you that it's all a waste of time.

Takes away from you any rational reasoning, and

buries you in all kinds of self-deprecating swarms.


A stick in hand, it gets you to beat yourself up.

It booms all kinds of abuses toward yourself.

It won't relent until you finally fall on your knees, and

even then, it might just be the extra push over the ledge.


A formidable foe it's proven to be so far at this point.

But, something in you refuses to let it win in any way.

You know its power, you know how much it can pulverize

you to bits, but you also know that you don't want this.



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Written on 2016-10-05 at 03:51

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
So well expressed. I am always worried about giving it too much of a hold. Because as you say it can easily throw you off the ledge. I don't have any answers or platitudes. Just some hugs.

Loved it. Nicely done.

a battle well writ especially the ending

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
you conveyed perfectly the battle.

alarian The PoetBay support member heart!
c'est d'autant plus effrayant que l'auteur des sévices paraît insaisissable. à bientôt.