A Terrible Day

Posted: December 25, 2014 in Poetry

That’s when you forget,

lost in your own sea of tranquility

that others,

those people that exist

live and believe and dream and

have fantasy,

when lost in your own fog of anxiety

you forget that you are alone,

this is about me,

no one else.

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