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Poetry: Using words to cope with mental illness
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My enemy, my friend
At the beginning and the end
I never have enough, or it’s just goes by too fast
Yet when there is to much, my thoughts get lost in the past
You are forever a revolving door that never ceases
I can’t get out each time so I fall to pieces
Get it together, there’s too much to do
But despite my attempts, I can’t seem to find the right glue
So, I manage as I have, or really it manages me
I’ll submit and give in because that’s all I know how to be
Don’t worry my friend, I’m an infinite being
Because with no beginning nor end I’ll forever be fleeing