Inner Dialogue

A Poem by Meg

Everything I feel is raw and unhinged

Vulnerability is the medicine and I refuse it

because in my delusions the side effects are far worse.

Who could bear the weight of my pain and not get tired of me all the same?

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Added on August 23, 2017
Last Updated on August 23, 2017

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