Coming

I can feel it coming.

Like a storm cloud off in the distance.

It rumbles and rolls, inside my head and my heart.

I hate that it can still do this to me.

I wish I could leave the past in the past.

If there were a pill I could take that would wash it away, I would take a dozen.

I can feel it coming.

I have to say I'm sorry, in advance, for what may appear here in the coming days.  Weeks?

I have to let it out.  It has stormed inside of me for far too long.

Twenty years of letting it beat me down, and finally, I will conquer it. 

I'm ready to fight.

This time, I will win.

I will win.

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