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Insanity

Another day gone by a chance now in the past, More time has been forever lost sand falling through my glass. I want to free my mind and soul I've dug this hole so deep, I numb this choice of living as I pass days way till sleep. This choice to let the time tick by is poison in my brain, To live alone and not seek help my life's become insane.

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Beata Agustin

Date: 7/22/2023 5:20:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts on insanity through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Yann Rolland

Date: 7/20/2023 3:13:00 PM

a very sensitive poem, i think one has the solution for himself, but he can seek help with others, or God, thanks for the excellent poem, take care