I normally don’t repost other people’s blogs, but this is too important not too!
This weeks blog is…well it’s me. 🙂 True to form there’s a lovely long impression after the poem. As always it’s optional. What matters is that you get something out of being here.
With that onwards and my best wishes to all for a lovely week ahead.
Part One: Feelings
Black and still
Consciousness fades with each hour.
Note books forsaken in their heaps and their mounds
Pens are retracted
Pencils left un-sharpened
As darkness takes hold of the mind
Eyes scream at the day light
Ears deafened by the softest sound
The body coiled in defensive poses
Vulnerable and sacrified.
For an end to it all.
The reign of anxiety and fears…
I am not enough
To make life worth the effort.
And too many words echo and shout…
…I think too much
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