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Write it All

I never knew how stressful this monster was
This dark, monstrous cloud hanging over me
I was blind and oblivious in the friendship
But now, with direction from others, I can see

I thought that maybe, if I just pushed it all aside
If I just brushed everything off and let it all go
That maybe things would stay the same
Or at least, not get worse, but now I know

There is simply one thing left for me to do
If I can force myself, I’ll write her a letter
Relieve the stress, unburden my mind
I’ll write it all till I feel even a little better

August 6, 2010

Published inPoetry