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I'm tired but I can't sleep at night.
Will I ever win this fight?
I have no courage inside me,
at least there's none that I see.
Other people say it's there,
I just never have found where.
Anxiety and depression within my bones.
I feel trapped within these zones.
I just want to sleep
without needing to weep.
About the Creator
Rene Peters
I write what I know, usually in the form of poetry. I tend to lean towards mental health, epilepsy, and loss/grieving.
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This is heartbreakingly true, honest, and still with hope of wholeness.