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Teresa Davis Nov 2017
My body
Is a road map
Of all my life's journeys.

Good and bad
Mostly bad
But I'm still here

So I guess I'm a survivor.
Teresa Davis Nov 2017
Like snakes in my belly
I squirm with anxiety
Coiled inside of me
Dark feelings frighten me.

I need to turn this around
Can't go on like this
I need to find something
The life that I have missed

So much going on inside
Finding it hard to think
Darkness encompassing me
Making my heavy heart sink

Voices pecking at my head
Rattar tap tap
Bleeding into my brain
Mocking me with every attack

Twisted and frightened
I walk a lonely path
Self destruction
My epitaph

Darkness in front of me
Darkness behind
I only have the present
In which to survive.
Taking one step at a time.

— The End —