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Nirvana

by Stephen W Atkinson

 

I struggle without hands

Have no mouth, to speak of

And my eyes avert.

I itch and blotch, 

And the radiance of the sky

Illuminates my sheer loneliness.

Darkness can't come soon enough

'Though I fear my blanket will

one day

become the soil of my grave.

 

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Wednesday 4th November 2020 12:49 pm

Depression   hope   mental health   shyness   self confidence

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