Poem: I know that you have been feeling tired.

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Soft white British

On a slanted angle

Head spinning swimming

With all the boxes marked

FRAGILE- HANDLE WITH CARE

TOXIC- KEEP OUT!

Lips say; I’m okay!

But the lids flap open

Reveal Pandora's contents

Here comes the broken, the lost, the lame.

Jesus Christ, where art thou

In hungover tongue, I call thy name.

Insanity, insecurity in a stow away.

I’ve got stock and brain, not insecure, not insane, not crazy

But okay get out of heavens way

Get out of mine too.

Each man does not go through life unscathed.

Dr. I see your consultant scars

Adorning your wrists

An ornamental display-

Of such a thing man does

When mind refuses to stay down

A narrow-beaten track

Slice your skin

Let the sickness ooze out

The poster painted

Doctor tainted

Hemispheric meatiest organ

Orchestrates inner body

Outer mind.