Thursday

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rambling thoughts

Every now and then, more then than now as I remember the dreadful feeling that seems to linger hour upon hour, as I feel the sense of a psychopath becoming one with my mind. Nothing works. My thoughts do not work properly as I think about everything I am doing afraid of any corner I might turn or shadow I might see, real or otherwise.

My body has a peculiar tiredness about it and I fight it and then wonder if I truly am.

My medicine becoming frightening AND i wonder if I am experiencing a chemical reaction from too many pills trying to keep my system stable or otherwise.

And all throughout as the mental becomes crazier and the physical cannot rightfully function and time passes and I tell no one and I could shut my eyes and never awaken and someone might assume I went peacefully but actually, I went alone, afraid and even more afraid of how soon I can see my future changing or blackness surrounds and it is simply IT.
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