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Thursday, June 18, 2015

Somehow

The recollection isn't real,
it's an invention of a mind
threatened by the thought
of what was once lived.

There's no way to erase the fear
of an irrational illness
that can take over any time it pleases.

Delusions, deceptions, dark hallucinations
are the only memories that entered my mind
since it decided amnesia was a better exit.

There's no way to revive the memory
amnesia stole from me, but I don't
sit in a state of self destruction
waiting for the next bomb to go off on me.

I walk around, take my chances,
and if step on a land mine
I trust I'll survive the aftermath.