I’m in a trance, my eyes are locked,
my sanity has just been knocked.
my ears can’t hear, my body’s still,
maybe I need another pill?
I’m still sat focused, working things out,
Inside of me, I scream and shout?
Stop the fighting, I’ve had enough,
being mum, can be tough.
The constant job of referee,
has taken all the life from me.
I love your poetry. There’s something about a good rhyme that I find facinating. I look foward to following your blog
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Thank you for your kind comment.
I find ‘blogging’ my feelings so helpful.
xxx
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Me too. Writing, being creative, is comforting and helps the healing process
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