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Feb 2019
I am my own worst enemy
I lost my mind

Tears - they kept on flowing.

18 electro-convulsive therapies later…

My mind’s all scared..

Like nuking meat in the microwave…

It’s sad and glowing.

On and off the wagon

I hurt my leg and couldn't keep walking.

I beg for help

But I couldn't afford the crutch

Can I play this game, any longer?

Before I lose everything..everyone that I care for?

What I need in my life, so very much?

The storm was started

As anger lit the match

I mended such broken parts back together

Can’t you see? Insanity?

It might be said “to last, forever.”

“Will you get the best of me?”

“Never!”
I have suffered through Ednos and Adhd,PTSD, and Addictions for many years. I was never broken. I got my help and stronger with the right family. Friends. I got stronger. Support to any who still suffer and have yet to find their own ground.
Kevin Michael Kappler
Written by
Kevin Michael Kappler  Illinois
(Illinois)   
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