There is a . . . in me
these words of sickness
depression
addiction
trauma
hell
do little to describe it
english language misses the heart and soul
and that is where it is
that is where I feel it
my heart is broken
and my soul is shattered
as if no knowing presents me on a path to healing
things I am will never go away
cure me
we are the same
though if I think about it
not really at all
so
whatever
leave me alone
WritingbyJordan 
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