Phases don't last,

Until it's time to face them.

Changes that progress slow.

Suspense and patience I don't have.

Temper and triggers,

Ready to be pulled.

 

I want this to pass,

Nothing to fuss about.

Pain and inevitable stages,

Turn the pages to a chapter I don't read.

A chapter of dungeons,

Ruled by legions of demons,

A region in my mind.

Even religion is ineffective,

Defective faith and self deception,

Hope and pray this page is shorter.

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My mind stands at the end,

Maybe at the end of a book most times.

But my emotions cruise,

Through bruises in the story.

A storyline that winds itself up,

Trying hard to keep up with the story.

Trying not to get lost in words I don't understand.