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The mind is a most dangerous thing,
Forcing memories into replay,
Endless relived moments drowning bring
Snippets in time more real than today. 
Paralyzing sadness is trouble
Which the mind needs to be addressing. 

Before I died inside, I really tried.

The sleepless mind toys with our heartstrings,
Always knowing our loved one can’t come back.
‘Sorry for your loss’ causes cringing,
Tearful anger and urge to attack.
Remembering makes sadness double,
Sharp edged memories, full of longings. 

Why drive to survive, living isn’t alive.

The mind is also a tricky thing,
Lulling into complacency when
Life together starts out with a ring.
Daily work and play begin to blend
Into a wonderful, safe bubble
That protects against everything.

Love is giving a life worth living.

The unhappy mind prevents planning
For a future without one to love,
Alone, unsafe, fruitlessly scanning
Every crowd for my dearest dove.
Real life bursts that beautiful bubble, 
And now frightened by everything. 

Looked everywhere on Earth for her.

The mind needs a sense of belonging, 
Not at all happy being alone.                                                                 Minds together sing dreams that take wing,             
Unsatisfied by just talk on phone.                                 
The mind stings by the urge to cuddle                        
That knick-knacks and holidays still bring.
          
Be kind to the mind by living to love.

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