Tasting freedom at the tips of your fingers
Breathing slowly but running fast
Free falling at zero miles per hour
Standing nakedly clothed
The paradoxical frame of mind clearly clouded
The soothing rasp of reassurance
A laugh of anguish in the sun
The stifling air of winter
The unseen sense of daunt
While the creeping familiarity resides
All of nature's incongruity
In one small mind
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Nature's Incongruity
PoetryHow does one put the conflicting feelings and torment of mental health into words? Sometimes, it just doesn't make sense
