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Natalie Anne Joan Boden Poem
Fight
Fight
Fight
It's repeated so many times
Fight for me
Fight for her
Fight for him
Fight for them
Fight for your love
Fight for your freedom
Fight to stay strong
Fight the doubt
Fight the voices
Fight the anxiety
Fight the paranoia
Fight the depression
Fight the urge to run away
Fight the urge to lock yourself away
Fight the urge to grab that blade
Fight the urge to give in to it all
Most importantly
Fight the urge to die
No, I'm sick of fighting
It's won
I'm broken
Goodbye
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Natalie Anne Joan Boden Poem
Is it today?
Will I finally be me?
Not ill, not sick
When will this be?
Is it today?
I wonder as I go for my glass of water
Chugging down these magical pills
Will I again be my mother's daughter?
Is it today?
They say it’s not forever
You can and will get better
It will just be whenever
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Natalie Anne Joan Boden Poem
Alone
Cold
Scared
No one can hear you out here
No one understands
No one feels your pain
No one is coming for you
No one is throwing a lifeline
Make your own lifeline
Make your own way
Make yourself strong again
People, like the ocean, are cold
Save yourself
Your cries will not be heard
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Natalie Anne Joan Boden Poem
Pills
Tablets
Medication
Blue
White
Yellow
Day after day
Week after week
Month after month
Again and again
Over and over
Forever and ever
Pills
Tablets
Medication
Blue
White
Yellow
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Natalie Anne Joan Boden Poem
Swallow your pride
Take the poison
They said it helps
So, open wide
Bitter pill indeed
But it is needed
You had to take it
No matter how much you pleaded
No other choice really
It will not let you live freely
Without the pill is suffering
Without the pill is pain
Without the pill is fear
Without the pill is despair
Your body is whole
But broken is your soul
When bones are broken
A crutch keeps you up
When your very being is broken
A pill becomes a crutch
If it was just taking a pill
That equalled calm
Pain and suffering would leave
There'd be no harm
But a higher dose at first is frightful
You wait for the day, it'll become delightful
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Natalie Anne Joan Boden Poem
Reality
Everyone's shared illusion
That's what philosophers say
Everyone seeing things the same way
I have my own reality
I see things others don't
Other's call it insanity
But I won't
My world is colourful
My world is never gray
My world is not dark
My world is forever day
My world is warm
My world is never cold
My world is youthful
My world never grows old
My world is loving
My world has no danger
My world is peaceful
My world is much stranger
You tell me I'm sick
I tell you I'm free
You tell me I'm lost
I tell you I'm home
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