Strain

by Sam M. Phillips

Mumble,

The words are flat in my head,

Tumble,

I become what I dread,

Crumble,

All the chemicals have fled,

Stumble,

I have been bled

Dry,

Nothing left in my brain,

Why

Do I feel so much pain?

Try

To resist the strain,

Why

Does the cycle repeat again?

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