Chronicling my battle with the mental disorders/mental illnesses of major depressive disorder/clinical depression and anxiety disorder (and some doctors have also said PTSD).
I felt a Cleaving in my Mind — As if my Brain had split — I tried to match it — Seam by Seam — But could not make it fit. The thought behind, I strove to join Unto the thought before — But Sequence ravelled out of Sound Like Balls — upon a Floor.
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