Prolonged exposure,
In a world where I try to belong.
- I TRY TO BELONG. -
Character cessation,
On a major scale of depression.
Declining sense of fear, a fear that is growing,
That some divine treason is making me feel.... - like nothing. -
Wide awake as I await sentence,
Resisting to be forced access.
Dementia access, - DEMENTIA ACCESS -
My immunity lenses every day,
I hope salvation relieves my disdain.
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