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Jun 2015
A cold case of reality.
Grasping for truth, hands barely touching an answer.
Holding on to past thoughts
Tightening their meanings and their occurrence.
Forcing yourself to focus on the now.
Breathing in,
breathing out.
Letting it all out.
But shouldn’t you let it all in?
What’s the difference?
How can you tell?
Have I become numb?
I’m numb to any understanding of it.
Gentle, easy conversation.
How can I make it in presentation?
What’s the easiest way to stay focused?
My mind wanders and my heart leaks emotion.
It bottles up and you just have to let it all out.
Let it all in.
Let it all out?
Let it begin.
Just let me be me.
Let me be free from all this hiding-
this danger-
this confusion.
This different me.

It’s numb.
Jess
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