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Today I feel angry, Here’s the man who helped me

My hero, Fred Rogers

Rest in Peace neighbor


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It’s coming for me

from the darkest recesses it can reside

stalking, creeping, looming, wanting

to devour me.

With its sinewy arms grabbing,

pulling me

into the

place of unbearable heartache.

a fountain of never-ending sorrow.

No!!!

Running faster, breathing harder.

Always need to stay ahead,

must out run this.

No time now.

Quickly! Break ground!

Dig down deep

bury it alive.

Layers of dirt.

Layers of dirty.

Silenced by vices for years.

Silenced with anything to muffle its shrieking pleas.

til’ today

I discerned its voice,

this thing that’s been chasing,

is me.

 


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