My thoughts fly like an arrow to a target.
But the target keeps moving.
The only memories I have are long term,
That is if I am paying attention in the first place.
Emotions float up and down as a child's seesaw in the park.
Having this illness is not my desire, it is my curse.
People say this is an illness to fear.
But I believe that being normal would be a worse curse.
Some people say I'm crazy for the dark thoughts I have
But this is a part of me.
And you know,
God doesn't give you more than you can chew.
@GGG 2008




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