United States
35° 6' 46.1016" N, 106° 51' 54.144" W

I can't take what's happening these days,
people coming up with strange ways
to do things.
Can't find the right phrase,
it's like I'm in a race
inside this trapped maze,
Such a big chase,
no where to hide nothing to face.
Such a strange place,
unknown, what a disgrace..
I can't find the right path of choices to trace,
all my thoughts have been misplaced.

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Reading this piece it certainly made me think of freewrite, a stream of conciousness we have has we write and think nothing of what we are writing until it is finished (and then which we edit). I like that you used the guide of Mental Health to build your poem. Keep on writing!



very good

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