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My Psychosis

Oh, sometimes I lose my reality, and have a severe psychosis; my life is a sloping fatality, sliding on life's bevel is atrocious; into a sinkhole deep and circular, with a scream quite spectacular. Often, I feel like an outcast drifter shabby, a derelict no better than a stray tabby; my soul is crumbling into a fragment broken, I gather up a piece to keep as a token. Perhaps, this is all just an illusion, a figment- maybe a weird dream; but, I have leverage for this confusion, my spirit and my soul work like a team; with great courage and heart- I make a promise, and a resolution of solace. ___________________________________ June 3, 2019 Written for the contest, Eight Word Challenge sponsor, Kai Michael Neumann

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Date: 6/3/2019 12:38:00 PM
deep and dark Constance can't wait to drop by again to read the final poem:-) hugs Jan xx
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Dear Heart- Wiishkobe Ode
Date: 6/3/2019 1:53:00 PM
Jan, thanks for visiting during creation, all done !