A Gray Day.

A Gray Day.

Beyond every tear is a mountain

of regret

shameful frustration

Questioning every feeling, as though the mind is planning a trap.

Staring - unbroken focus.

Paralyzing depression

Taking 30 min to get dressed

All I can do is rest.

My eyes tired
my body in knots
valleys of chasms

My need for love and attention ...
Please GOD give me something to drink!

I struggle.

Like running through a hall of card stock paper

shredding my being to bits.

Or at least I wish.
 
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