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Reality has always been rough,
especially on my sensitive heart.
But the shakespearian tragedies,
I have survived them all.
The painful irony of my life,
is the beauty in me so envied,
hides a body I could never control.
Health is an expectation of youth,
when it turned unpredictable,
I thought I was going crazy.
Now the only frustration,
is in my body never obeying.
Instead it rules my ways,
of resting, eating and working.
So I let my passion take me,
to a dreamy sweeter place.
A place that the drugs,
can never quite reach.
Until the fog in my brain,
melts away drip by drip.
Then if its a good moment,
or a rare good day.
I'll quip and advise,
or write the day away.