Reality

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Depression

"Reality"   2 - 8 - 03



you feel a pin prick on your side

you discard it, your body lies

there is no pin in your side

to yourself you tell a lie



you deny that the pain even exists

you head on in your imaginary bliss

but you were blind to the outcome of this

would be something you wouldn't miss



the facts hit you like a ton of bricks

pounding your mind, the truth, no bullshit

the pain consumes your whole, the little bits

as you panic, try to think of a way to fix



the body overwhelmed by the mind

it only took alittle lie and some time

for the lies to build up, to unwind

yourself, now, you must find...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

this poem is about denial, allusioning, and obsession. it is also about recovery from the above

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