Lyme disease

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Cloudy today The weatherman would say Of me Of my mind Clouded haze Foggy thoughts Like wading through the humid day When
Ink-smudged hands betray me Proof that I'm still fighting  My thoughts can be rambunctious I don't quite know where I am
Tears fall steadily after the trauma If you came to grips with it, at least Those around you whisper things like "drama" Each of us faces a diff'rent beast  
Bitter tongued Weak handed Exhausted At the thought of waking up   It came down to this   Fragile heart Weighted mind Lonely soul
Oh rambunctious mind When will you unwind? You toss & you turn Like this body of mine   You pound in my head As if you're filled with dread
The music storms within me Strains I can't express I am a chained melody These chords left unpressed   My soul aches with feeble hands When that one song plays
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