Far Cry
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Complete, First published Aug 09
"Far Cry" delves into the silent struggle of concealed pain and the complexities of seeking help. This introspective prose poem explores the use of humour and creativity as shields against vulnerability, ultimately questioning the consequences of such self-imposed isolation. A raw and honest reflection on mental health, self-awareness, and the journey towards acknowledging one's need for support.
18 Dec 2021.

The narrator reflects on their inability to communicate their need for help, acknowledging their role in concealing their pain. The piece touches on the common experience of masking depression or anxiety with humor and immersing oneself in creative pursuits. There's a sense of regret and realization as the narrator comes to terms with their part in their current state of isolation.
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