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Rant

I'm sick of this.I'm sick of the pain.I'm sick of the meds.I'm sick of the side effects.I'm sick of how difficult it is to force myself out of bed.I'm sick of the tears I shed in the bathroom on my own.I'm sick of my body screaming when I try to walk home.I'm sick of my… Continue reading Rant

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Dance of the Macabre

All of you, the system that knows so much,forgive my laughter, I have a condition. “You have a problem.”“I have some bad news for you.” Okay?Who do I talk to?Rage. Nicotine. Stretch. Limber up. The show is yours.Soliloquy in motion.Bombed in the spotlight.Choked. People are starting to noticeall I have are negative thoughts. Ashtray. Spirals.… Continue reading Dance of the Macabre