BLUR

Give me a broken mirror.

Hide the blemishes and blotches

That impairs and disfigures.

 

Give me renewed youth.

Re-circuit my memory

Rewrite the truth.

 

Give me made up days.

Turn action to fiction

Blow my mind away.

 

Give me turning tides.

Give me caves and crevices

In which I can hide.

 

Give me light, give me dark

Give me dressings to hide

Those fissures and scars.

 

Give me life incomplete.

Give me smiles with turmoil

Hidden beneath.

 

I could disappear.

I could fall into the shards

Of a broken mirror.

 

Give me darkened rooms.

Give me skies black as coal

Give me full blood moons.

 

Give me bolted doors.

Give me bars over windows

And collapsing floors.

 

Give me infernal noises.

Give me a thousand thoughts

Give me inner voices

 

Give me sinking foundations.

Send in the black dog

In all it’s manifestations.

 

Give me reasons to stay.

Give me false hope

Then take it away

 

I could disappear.

I could fade into the shards

Of a broken mirror.

depressionmanic depressionmental healthmental illness

◄ DUNCAN SMITH

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Darren J Beaney

Thu 26th Jul 2018 07:49

Wonderful!

Thanks

DJB

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ebonie d camp

Thu 26th Jul 2018 01:02

Amazing poem😁

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Taylor Crowshaw

Wed 25th Jul 2018 20:23

Tears in my eyes....thank you.
Taylor

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Taylor Crowshaw

Wed 25th Jul 2018 20:19

Tears in my eyes....thank you.
Taylor

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racha chafik

Wed 25th Jul 2018 19:15

Wow I just love ur poem

<Deleted User> (19836)

Wed 25th Jul 2018 14:20

Intense emotion. Nice!

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