Unfiled Thoughts
Rummaging thru a shoe box filled with paper, each page a note of thoughts and feelings all
jumbled together. I pick thru them looking for one good feeling, one ray of hope, but
thoughts are in bold blood red letters triggering a cascade of feelings of dread and dispare,
so many negatives so few positives. I begin to feel hollowed out this is to much of a task to
file each one away, unable to get away from the terror of myself.
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