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Mar 2015
These unspoken words are bitter seawater in my mouth
Cold and choking I cannot swallow them
They make me sick.

Yet I cannot give this burden to you
I cannot force these heavy stones into your pocket

The glimmer of light from your eyes reaches through the murk of my melancholy

How dare I consider sharing this loaded gun
This noose for two, or for one

Heavy, heavy weight

My familiar friend

How can I say these deadly words?

How can I say

"I love you."
My struggle with loving with depression and anxiety
Written by
Bob M  Erie
(Erie)   
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