![]() Blind mistA Poem by John Hanafin![]() Depression / addiction.![]() Like a blind mist pushing down on my mind, all consuming. Already primed, evil. I can't resist. Next time it comes I want to fight it. Takes a purer kind of strength, but I can't seem to find it. When it finally departs from my mind, it's hopeless victim. My soul aches with despair. I pray next time it'll be more kind.
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