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Jun 2017
my mind is occupied
I don't want to write about it
I just want to push the idea of it backwards and backwards in my mind until the thought settles down in a dusty corner
with spider webs
I want to put it in a file with a sign on it that says 'do not open'
I want to eliminate the thought of it out of my head
but of course it's not and never will be that simple
so the right thing to do is wait for it to pass like it never happened
trying not to think about something
will only make you think about it more
and surely 'in order for a wound to heal you must stop touching it'
I will stop touching images of the past and rearranging them in my mind I will stop living in delusions
and I will not give discomfort the benefit of making itself at home within me
my body is my vehicle
my soul is my start engine
and I'm the only one in control
V
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