Danab3ar - Danab3ars Daydreams

This poem is amazing... Speaks volumes💜

he always prized himself on his resilience knock him down never a frown he’ll get back up it’s just bad luck move along the track no point looking back always there for others bending his ear no bother helping out but keeping it out never affecting his state of mind a sort of detached but kind after all if he caved in then what then what use would he be either to them or to he got quite good at boxing things compartmentalising categorising compromising desensitising but now he’s coming to realise that each time he tries to box things away his brain cells say no way can’t you see we’re full no more of your bull taking no more contents boxes obvious dissent and as he lifts each top to box more things off past demons once contained in boxes in his brain burst onto the scene with howls and screams and now so many are free a daily haunting spree he struggles to comprehend how he originally created them his mind totally aghast at the ghosts of his past

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