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Agoraphobia
*Image of Agoraphobia by Pixabay. KJV John 8:32 "And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free." Agoraphobia I mistook my pain for a summer's eve, For this is what loneliness does to me, Adrift on an orchid sweet stern petal, It is lofty thoughts that steer my mettle, For such frees me from my isolation, Self-delivered like my separation, Sites make a quarry, I try to withdraw, Diverse regions clumsy, like a jigsaw, Simply, naught to gain any sense I face, Seclusion oddly is my happy place, A zenith sun beats away at my door, As carpet brand paces made on the floor, Meds just let others see me at my worst, For my inner self tells me I am cursed, No potion concocted, no spell was said, A sad delusion this shadow has spread, A shedding sun frees me from my prison, Like so many, I somewhat have risen, But unlike them, it is for mixed reasons, My annular trek for all four seasons, The night, my phantom friend, my luxury, As it lingers, it will embolden me, Though my rest will not be the same but brief, For my restless mind robs me like a thief, As tomorrow lends vast hope advances, Can I recover, what are my chances, For I dread the dawn, fear it be the same, To hide and not be found plays out this game, It is common knowledge for those who know, Agoraphobia, my true shadow. 2020 January 12
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