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meditate to medicate; rebuilding.

Soon I will be alone.

In my own little cave

I can hide and be regrown;

my own soul I will save.

I will seclude myself from all;

from disappointment, pain, hate

and live behind my wall,

until I've learned to appreciate.

All I want is to be happy,

but, it seems the world is all sad,

I can't help but breathe empathy,

so I am prevented from being glad.

To add to that, I am toxic,

and all I touch turns to dust

until I learn to focus,

I will continue to lose trust.

I must learn to deal with this,

then attempt the world anew.

I need to learn to channel bliss,

then I can rejoin all of you.

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Written by
sarah-gammon
Canadian
Published
Feb 13, 2015
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Copyright Sarah Gammon 2015

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#depression#hiding#insecure#bliss#motivation#determination#goals#rebuild
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