Clinical

Clinical

A Poem by Voni

It doesn’t feel like a sickness

It feels really fucked up, like you can control it

But you can’t and you,

Don’t kid yourself.

It’s really more, well..

Can you survive today?

But when you can’t

That’s how you know.

And when it distorts you

And when you can’t hold it

And when it becomes more, you know

A sickness

© 2013 Voni


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Added on August 28, 2013
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Voni
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