Emotional Relief
You feel your relief
by sending me your poison
and causing me grief.
But “I have “news” for you,
I have a shield up that
keeps me from feeling blue”.
So next time you spill your garbage
from your mind on me,
remember it goes back to you in amounts of three,
making you more sicker, which doesn’t affect me.
poem by Christina Sunrise
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