Gas Light
Be kind... I am still getting used to writing after my stroke. It’s so hard but a friend’s experience prompted this one . Assisted technology sounds bizarre reading back such a sensitive topic. I hope it still works as a poem.
Gas light
It’s not a street light.
It’s so hard to see.
So unaware,
It frightens me.
I’m not worth it.
Am I to blame?
Is it my f...
Monday 24th June 2019 3:12 pm
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