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Dis-order

I sit here twitching, shaking, in a panic I don’t want to do this again, I hate feeling frantic Don’t let this happen, don’t let me slip away Into the darkest depths of my mind, nothing to say At first these experiences seem inviting But here there’s no such thing as deciding The light is so bright and luminous at first Until its’ quickly dimmed and the pain it causes hurts The darkness creeps in like a predator With the dim light as it’s’ competitor Who’s going to win this time, this fight? Who’s going to give the hardest bite? Stuck between pure happiness and sadness There is no explanation to this uncomfortable madness Waiting, waiting; for this too shall pass While the emotions in my head encompass My heart surrounding the insufficiencies of my head The feelings so heavy as if my heart is fashioned out of lead Like I’ve got shackles on my hands and around my feet In this state of mind everything seems obsolete

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Date: 8/25/2015 10:35:00 PM
Aubrey, Enjoyed this very much... SKAT
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Date: 10/25/2014 9:05:00 AM
Ohhh what a great poem. Luckily I have read. You are fighting against a pathological disorder. a tough fight you give with a running commentry of every moment while the darkness creeps in like a predator. Wow it reminds me of an epic fight between DHARMA and ADHARMA in battlefield of Kurukshetra ( Mahabharata-the Indian epic, most ancient and largest in the world where Sanjoy was the commentator). I can attest this poem is based on sound psychological assay.Aubrey , more write please..rajat
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