Lunacy
Listening to voices,
living in my head, they
lambaste my troubled mind,
leaving me no peace. I
laugh, cry, scream for them to
let me go! There's no hope.
Life spins out of control.
3/16/17
Copyright © Kim Merryman | Year Posted 2017
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