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Jun 2019
A dormant fear is stirring,
Tremors in an ocean trench.
Tsunami waves of panic
Flood the shoreline village of my mind.

I’m broadcasting intricate distress signals,
But your Red Cross sensibilities
Cannot decipher the code.
One more second of living like this
And the many people I have become
Will surely all drown.

“Wait! Is that a lifeboat in the distance?”

“No – it’s just another day.”
A 12 month psych ward purgatory doesn't help. It just makes you better at lying about how you are really feeling today.
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