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I shake my head violently. I pound it down again and again, but my thoughts will not dislodge themselves. They will drive me insane. Make me into a monster. But yet I keep them deep inside, close to my heart they abide. I want to get rid of these terrible thoughts but I also want to keep them tucked deep inside. They confuse and anger me, but yet they are my abditory. They are my worst enemies, yet my closest friends.

By twilightlover77, September 13, 2017.
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There was a time that my thoughts became tormentors, a torture only escapable by sleep... which had become fleeting. But then I realized that if I never "replied," if I let them float by like a call unanswered, then in time they would cease. At first they became a little worse, yet soon they ebbed. One day I noticed they were gone and just the noticing brought them back a little, but only a faint echo of what they had been. They've been gone a long time now, those terrifying thoughts. My mind is quiet, healthy, happy. Just like any bully, they go when ignored.

By Angela Abraham (daisy), September 16, 2017.