Am I off my head,
Am I out of my mind,
Living a life so resigned
To my lot and I can’t stop,
Recalling memories
Of much better days
Leaving me half crazed,
Fighting nagativity that
Rolls in and out like waves,
Trying to maintain motivation
Despite toxic reverberations,
Remaining positive and inspired
Is the state of being required,
But it’s hard, yet nothing good comes easy
Especially when the dark clouds try to seize me.
fauxcroft 
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