Black Swan


Time has passed
But not much has changed
These thoughts have harassed
And made me enraged

They go round and round
And seem to prevail
The thoughts and the sound
I continue to wail

The meds may diminish
The meds may aid
They say I should finish
But I still feel afraid

Nowhere to flee
Nowhere to hide
But to its decree
I just sit back and ride

With little control
I try to go on
Inside this dark hole
I wait for the next black swan

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