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LIFE MENTAL HEALTH Poetry RECOVERY

Contagious | Poem

Sleepless nights speak sins I committed

Knowing days don’t give hope to breathe,

I’m in pain I can’t let go, Deathra.

When that night comes, stay strong,

I can’t live another lifetime with stars.

I heard lies on ending the world’s pain,

Truths are simple in words; they sell mirages

Wrapped in goodness that darkness seek;

I’m contagious to business; my darkness

Doesn’t seek relief and belief of life.

©sjwordsmith

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