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I'm really having trouble

Tryin to write this poem

Words they escape me

Synapses do not join.

 

I thought the pills a miracle

So many years ago

They helped with the anxiety

And kept my fears in tow.

 

But with steady insidious progress

They worked their evil deeds

And left me but a vegetable

Crying on my knees.

 

2 months 23 days post-jump

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