Twisted into a million knots,
My brain seizes from broken thoughts.
Nothing alive can take my energy,
Because of my soul’s synergy.
We dance to the beat of that drum—
The one that soldiers overcome—
The one that starts the celebration—
The one that fills our hearts with elation!
How many hearts must melt…
Before my pain is felt.
Why do I listen to anything you say?
I know you are going to glum-up the day.
You’re a harbinger of negativity and darkness.
I left you ages ago because of your starkness.
You follow me, stalking around the corner—
Disturbing the last broken mourner!
I take comfort, for the sun will rise.
The skin beneath my eyes dries.
I tie my shoes tight, pick up my dumbbells,
And say my psychodrama spells.
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