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An Inconvenient and Embarrassing Truth
Pressure closes in;
Hitting from all sides;
And from within.
Hard to see through the fog of unhappiness;
Angst;
Anxiety.
Swimming with no ocean;
Boating with no paddle;
Staring into darkness.
Like a night that I know
Will never end.
A day that I know
Will never dawn.
What becomes of us,
The lost souls?
What happens when
Loneliness
Is the only truth?
