Shaun, look how far you've come,
No meds or appointments with anyone.
Completely different outlook in the past 4 years,
Growing required much patience and tears.
Nothing made sense to you,
March 2020 came, was born anew.
Intrusive thoughts were on me, needed help,
The spirit world is linked to mental health.
Saw shadow people in house windows,
No fear, wanted to bust a demon's nose.
Never heard voices, so thank God for that,
Warfare is real, this is Mortal Kombat.
Stealing souls, 1 of the enemies main goals.
Don't listen to everything the mind says,
I sense real change coming, one of these days.
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Mate that is so true
Thanks pal.
Mental images pressed in concrete. Feelings like needles in a pocket. I hear you.
Appreciate it.
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