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The Beckoning

the violence in my head

By Jessica TaylorPublished about 21 hours ago • 1 min read

The clouds pass by

My frustration comes to call

Stupid people all around

Crazies walk and roam amuck.

The voices in my head cry

My patience hits the wall

Home is where it is safe and sound

Home is where it does not suck.

I am tired of the rat race

I am tired of the fight

There is so much to do

I just want to retire.

I talk until I am blue in the face

I hold my anger until mornings light

It is time to plan my coop

IT'S TIME TO LIGHT THIS FIRE!

Mental Health

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Jessica Taylor

My deepest desire is to be able to help people; since I am too shy to be a professional speaker I decided that writing is my next best option. However, I do love the feel of the pen upon the page and the clicking of my keys on my keyboard.

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    Written by Jessica Taylor