Zig zags carve my mind, bringing forth
Youthful reminders of
Xenial days revolving around friends and family.
Withered and dying,
Voices begin to echo
Unbidden and unwelcome
Through my subconsciousness,
Succumbing to illogical
Reason, it is hard to
Quantify their existence.
Pulsing and painful,
Obsessive and oppressive,
Lest these demons take hold,
Killing my sanity by
Jostling and jeopardising my
Identity, it is
Happy Days, fond memories which
Guard and protect my
Banishing them from my soul:
Alert and aware, they are my Angel.
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