Posted in Life, New, Poetry, Schizophrenia

A WHISPER OF FORTITUDE

The abyss of darkness

Seem to pull one in it

Stumbled into the valley of grit

 Gasping for air i can hardly breathe.

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Leaving no stones unturned

Searching for the elixir to hold

Hoping to hasten the agony

Of this soul in misery.

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