Finally getting help for my depression,
About "killing off" the unnecessary worry/fear
and becoming more positive
~L.~
Discarded Old
Awashed in cascading river of blood
Sky;black and thunder ripped above,
Standing atop a hard fought mountain peak
Stripped to red, lacy undergarments, flushed with heat.
A positive triumph shall be the new year
Negative me dead, time to live without worrying fear.
~L.~
03/01/2014
Poetry by liz munro

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Written on 2014-01-03 at 10:41




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