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Current Music:  "Silent Radar" - The Watchmen


NOTE:  2016 10 05  17H19 EST  Help - ramblings...



I nearly made it today.

Thought I'd manage it.

You know, pushing it,

Beating it into submission.


But it wins over me again.

Takes me and won't

ever, ever let go 'til I crack,

or so it sure seems like now.


Look at me.  I don't want this.

Control's out on vacation

somewhere far from my grasp.

Don't want to say it...


Really, really don't want to say it



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Written on 2016-10-06 at 23:21

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I feel you so hard right now, and I'm mad as hell that I can't compose myself.

I agree with lawrence if you can write about it it means youre winning

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
You have my sympathy, for what it's worth (nothing), but the discipline you show in your poetry indicates that you're strong enough to get through this.

A powerful cri de coeur. Sending compassionate thoughts.

ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Thinking out to you. As always I am.