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I suffer from a disease
making me
never want to have *******
with another man again.
Remission
is my love's last name.
 Feb 2010 Disarme
Jacqe Booth
Tired

[So very
*******
Tired]

Cant sleep
Fractured
De-railed.

I am pale
Looking
Feeling
Fading

I am wading
In my own
Muck and mire.
Too much fire
For a fish that needs
Motion/swell/ a tide
Deep sea.

I am too far within me
With no vision
Of the other side
I am alive
And breathing
But can’t bear
The weight
Of feeling.
Plagued
I am of
Nightmares
And broken
Sleep.
A one way street
Facing
The wrong
Direction.
I am sections
Of fractions
Of fragments
Of me.
[So very ******* tired]

release me.

— The End —