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Things running through my Mind...The flow of words escapes me, my mind isn't very clear. I can't seem to decide on anything,not even a place to rest my head, or to a friend to whom I could be near.My thoughts have left me bruised, pained for beatings they have caused me. They just can't seem to agree on anything, and I take all the blame for they just won't let me be.My feelings are crushed, laying beneath heavy burdens that have me pinned down. I try tocall for help, but at these times, there is no one around. My emotions his been erratic, strange, weird and even wild in my mind. But when I try to reason with it, they shout "GET OUT!!!!"; no peace I seem to find.I run from myself, trying to hide form the inner rage that tries its best to consume me whole.Going deeper into me hiding place, shutting myself down, being alone.So the things deep inside are depressing its true, but I can't always fight them, like the restof you do. It takes , at times,
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The Lonely PathOnce again, I'm wondering through the deepest part of my mind, walking aimlessly through the memories of forgotten days.I look around me, seeing faces of yesteryear as they disappear whenever I try to touch them; gone from me in an instant, like everything else in my life.The mental road of my mind is growing thick in fog, shadowing where I have been, and clouding whereI am going. Its been a long road, a long life in a very short time. Its has had its up and its downs, but this path wasnot meant for many to follow. It takes strong courage and great feats of strength to stay on the mental road, even when you don't have a helping hand to pick you up when you stumble in turn.This path, this mental horror that has befallen me, has its sick pleasure from it bringing back to mind the things buried in the deepest part of the road, dragging me back to the spot and time and place that it happened at; always while I'm at my worst