By Darwina Natasha
I dislike when 'that' feeling emerges,
A disruptor of my joyous day,
Even amidst precious memories,
It can cast a shadow.
I get bothered by 'that' little voices,
Chaos in my head,
Never letting me be,
Draining all my energy.
I despise it when 'that' thing takes over,
Overriding my control,
How can I make it obey?
When 'that' thing conquered me,
All people, all things
Everytime, everywhere
Feels like all of them despise me.
I strive to master 'that' force,
Yet it resists,
Like the wave in the storm weather,
Frightening, terrifying, unyielding.
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