a few medical online screening tests have informed me that i have symptoms of manic depression.
just a fluke i am sure.
i mean, how can i be depressed?
i am a funny guy!
i am really scared right now.
i cant afford a therapist
and i cant bring myself to talk to even one of the numerous ministers in my life.
they all seem so busy.
or uncaring.
i am frightened
but i remain fake.
a smile will continually be plastered on my face
a joke always rolling off my tongue
a firm handshake; a look in the eye
a thought of death in the back of my mind
a cross on my neck
doubt in my step
endless restlessness
constant analysis
no hero on the horizon
my lone ranger God is at a commercial break
should i trust his return?
mid-life crisis at twenty two
unaccompanied by the usual depraved actions
just the guilt for thinking of them
i miss home
5:57 p.m. - 2003-06-04
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