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Updated: Dec 15, 2020

Foreword: My thoughts on, is it odd to think that at times, my mental health really bores me. And how my mind convinces me that others perceive me in a negative way. This led the piece to grow into how it plays out in my head. Yet, remembering my faith, remembering the darkest days do not last forever.

Would it be odd?

To say I bore myself to tears?

As I hear myself say I feel great

Its been my stock answer for years..

When I tell you what's real for me

Why is my first instinct to apologise?

Is it because I feel unworthy 

When I look into your eyes?

But who wants to hear me say?

Actually I'm in deep 

So low to the ground 

I've crashed and burned, charred in a heap..

I pray to God

With contradicting faith and despair 

As in my darkest times 

He has a light and knows I'm there..

When the mist eventually clears

I can clearly see

Not to believe the disparity 

That started to define me..

(©) Dom Giddy 2020

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Dom Giddy
Dom Giddy
15 nov 2020

That's very kind of you to say Gisele, thank you for taking the time to tell me. I'm humbled my words speak to you.

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Gisele Andrade
Gisele Andrade
13 nov 2020

Ur poems never cease to speak out to me. Have a nice day

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