1. HOW DO I FIGHT?

I write;

it's the only way I know that works

Good words

stamped into a page

or penned on any piece of paper

I can reach

I'm reaching

out, or -

my wits' end

they feel the same

Maybe the end of my wits is where

wisdom stays

Waiting

for me to say It's Finished

I can't say I'm done today

I'm not

A thought reaches

for my mind that can't catch it

my heart wants what it wants so -

I'll grasp with the strings

Blessing or curse?

I'll laugh through my nose

at the latter

for the year named Hindsight

liked to pick at all those virtues

I thought I was good at performing -

Patience ebbs, but I

Perservere

Revere all the wrong stuff till I

get checked, get flipped

right-side up.

Less is more,

So I keep writing.

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