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Feb 2015
My body
My soul
Everything within me is awake.
There's no way to keep it from happening.
Late at night my mind spins with the many thoughts of everything.
Should I go to sleep?
No, I need to stay awake and watch my thoughts take flight.
Moving quick from thought to thought, never taking rest.
My body
My soul
Always on the move
This is isn't what I choose, it's just what I am.
This is a poem about my generalized anxiety disorder and insomnia.
Erin Schwartz
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Erin Schwartz  Ohio
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