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Dec 2014
drip, drip, drip
This peaceful winter day is interrupted
Yet again
With an abruptly irritating inhale
Pulling back with every ounce of my being
What I never want the world to see
My shame
My weakness
My disease

Drip, Drip, Drip
All I want is to rid myself of this aching burden
I can feel myself losing control
My body is paralyzed
By an overwhelming urge
To release
To liberate
To alleviate

DRIP, DRIP, DRIP
Iā€™m no longer able to contain myself
As tears well up in my eyes
I can feel the pressure of a thousand storms brewing inside me
The strain of hanging an elephant off a thread
The collapse of my sanity
As the crushing defeat of failure blinds me
I breathe in what I expect to be my last gasp of air

ah-choo

Iā€™m in a better place now.
Mona
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