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Poetry

Fall

Poetry is my therapy
I wouldn’t know what to say
I feel a type of way
But I drink a potion instead
To try to get out of my head
I’m trying to move ahead
Something keeps holding me back
And I feel the slack
My soul turning completely black
How do I reverse it
Maybe I deserve it
I observed it
I’ve confirmed it
But I don’t prefer it
Some days I’m with it
Some days it hits me hard
Some days I quit it
So quick to drop it all
That’s why there’s always a fall

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by glorycastillo.v

Hello,
My name is Glory Castillo. I have been writing poetry since a very young age. Being an only child, I needed to find a way to process pain alone. I believe poetry is a form of art, expression and therapy. It helps me cope and it also makes me happy when other people can relate to it. Being in the health care field, gives me a better understanding of how important it is to let your mind relax and your thoughts flow. Poetry is my therapy.


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