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The Weight
cumbersome thoughts awaken me,
make it through the day I say to thee,
what have I become or
have I succumed
is this insanity I ask thee?
I no longer recognize me
why do they not stop,
just let me be
enjoy life I am told,
but the thoughts take hold
I obsess over thoughts,
afraid they will control me
flashbacks of things I have seen,
do not go away
my thoughts awaken me
make it through the day I say to thee,
what have I become or
have I succumed
is this insanity I ask thee?
I no longer recognize me
why do they not stop,
just let me be
enjoy life I am told,
but the thoughts take hold
I obsess over thoughts,
afraid they will control me
flashbacks of things I have seen,
do not go away
my thoughts awaken me
Published 11th Sep 2022
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11th Sep 2022 1:32pm
Nice write on a heavy subject, how anxiety and PTSD can take hold, how difficult it might be for others to understand, and how lonely it may feel.
Writing is therapeutic, like you say; I hope writing gives you some space for your thoughts, and refuge for your health.
warmly,
ursa
Writing is therapeutic, like you say; I hope writing gives you some space for your thoughts, and refuge for your health.
warmly,
ursa
17th Sep 2022 8:04am
