Headache – a poem about…….

My mind aches,

Dismiss all of these fakes,

But it’s slowly ratified.

Too much thinking,

Over analysing,

Yet I operate with pride.

Seeing the colour grey,

Flowing day by day,

Am I truly sanctified?

Being this nothing,

Whilst clearly something,

Paradox is justified.

I still cannot see,

Why you believe in me,

Living so terrified!

 

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