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Sep 2013
Beyond the dark, empty hollows,
dismay stirs, where the storms brew.
In the cold company of isolation,
desperation barged, savagely through.

Deaf ears listen, for unheard sounds,
while a heart searches, for unspoken signs.
Heavy thoughts, break the support inside,
as familiarity sets, one more time.

Loneliness reveals, a crumbling strength,
from red eyes, flows a river of tears.
Shattered and aching, with no comfort found,
only left to face, these growing fears.

Though hope is buried, remaining still,
serenity calls softly, from depths within.
Unsuccessful with relief, in written therapy,
the mind continues to wildly spin.
I am simply suffering from "myself syndrome" and am just over-thinking things, as I always do...
Jamie Lee
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Jamie Lee  34/F/Canada
(34/F/Canada)   
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