I won't.
I don't.
I try but can't.
I rant.
I speak aloud so proud.
I seek.
I find.
I hide . . . alone now.
I bite.
I spit.
I roll my eyes.
I clench my fist
I hum . . .
silent rides.
I shun.
a gun - I handled with care.
I blast off pain!
I ache.
I stared.
I spat out blood
I ran.
I thought:
I'm rare.
I care.
so then . . . I stopped.
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I can't.
I can't.
I can't calm down.
I say.
I wait.
I fall far down.
I'm stuck.
I see.I 'stick to my guns.'
I sit in the dirt.
but no sticks, no stones.
I try.
I wash.I release what I feel.
I dance.
I sleep.
I can't.
I'm still.
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I love.
I loved.
I love even more.
I wonder?
I worry,
foresee all turmoil.
I can't.
I don't.
I am not well.
at all
I stall
I wed the red:
STOP!
Talk!
Communicate!
Listen . . . to love
I listen.
I faint.
I'm close.
so close.
I fight, cause pain.
I leave the lust
of May seasoned rains.
I try.
I get lost.
I help.
I waver.
I wave: Move away!
move past,
move on . . .
each person,
each problem,
each need,
each wrong.
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I wake.
I'm awake.
Day 1 out of 7.
Again with the wind
our hearts reach for heaven.
I know not how-
move forward? no luck.
I'm stuck again?
I can't.
I cuss.
