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Life

There’s this thing that bothers me It won’t let me be I keeps gnawing at my brain And infiltrating everything It’s like a pandemic I can’t escape it I wake up thinking about it I go to bed at night thinking about it And every place in between I think about it I can’t escape it It’s drawn to me Like a moth to a flame I try an forget Oh, Lord do I try and forget But it won’t let me be Its static rings in my brain It haunts me in my sleep I can’t out run it I can’t ignore it It’s life and it’s killing me.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 3/19/2014 9:08:00 PM
Stephen...Life is what we make it.. .and no we can't escape it.but we can change the way we perceive it. Like a running river it will freeze over once in awhile...but come spring, it will return back and will be only a memory. Loved your words..sorry I am a bit late in commenting...just overwhelmed ! ,
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Date: 1/11/2014 7:53:00 PM
Stephen, do you know what it is? It sounds like you do but Im wondering and worrying. Please let me know. BG
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Stephen Kilmer
Date: 1/11/2014 8:09:00 PM
It's just depression. As John Prime once said, "To believe in this living is just a hard way to go." I'll be ok. thanks for caring.
Date: 1/11/2014 7:25:00 AM
- Live your life with joy, Stephen - A well written poem. - Our Lord has not given you life... to be worry ..... or sleepless night. - oxox // Anne-Lise :)
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