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Ink Syndicate Poetry
Poems
Mar 2017
Do I make me crazy?
I write along the walls of my mind.
I'm going insane? I don't know. Why?
Depression grips tight in a strangling hold.
I'd rather die young than see me get old.
Working my bones eight hours a day;
far too much stress for too little pay.
Real life doesn't rhyme or ebb or flow.
Work never stops and the clock goes tick-tock.
I'll look in the mirror, what do I see?
Old eyes. Sun-scarred misery.
I've got nothing to show for myself. Sure, there are some diplomas up on a shelfβ
And far too many stories I have yet to think about:
Get them out of my brain and onto the page; I'll fall into a rage sooner or later.
These thoughts of violence and nonsensical anxieties race around and
around
in my head. A wheel that never stops. Oh, pure OCD.
Pure. A shot of water that I swallow down and pretend that it's *****.
No, mother, I'm not alright and it's about time that you stop telling me to try harder.
I can't pull my bootstraps up any higher or else I may strangle myself with them!
This is my last breath before drowning.
Oh, dear friend, if I don't find my salvation soon, I'll hit the bottom of the swimming pool.
I make me crazy, and I was never taught how to swim.
#illness
#anxiety
#mental
#bipolar
#ocd
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Ink Syndicate Poetry
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