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Jul 2013
If only I could
Lose my mind to lose stress
My heart wants to think,
But my mind wants the rest.
What pill do I take
When my heart is depressed?
Can it suppress the pain?
Or is this just a test?

This fire is cold
Or, maybe I don't feel the burn.
Numb to the flesh
So, I am tortured
By the thoughts in my soul
My intimate emotions
My inner most secrets.
The skeletons come to life.
My memories bring suffering.

The pain was suppressed
The memories were suppressed
I haven't lost my mind or the stress.
These words leave my heart depressed

Misunderstood by everyone,
But I know I understand myself.
Jay Bryant
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