The worst of me.

This poem was written in January, as a downward spiral was apparent. I believe it is best to know what our flaws our and they can be amplified when we are at our lowest ebb. They may never leave, but we can cope..

Self-harmer
Snake charmer
Alone but not lonely
Static television
Impulsive behaviour
Sensitive to the touch
Thinking too hard
Sleeping too less
Gravitating towards old patterns
Hurting those you love
Selfish, unkind
Secret thoughts
Apparently, you know me 
No. You don't.

 

Depressionlifemental health awareness

◄ March 2nd.

The Day Gentrication Struck.. The Fax ►

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Martin Elder

Sun 10th Mar 2019 14:42

I love that last line which makes this piece work so well.

Nice one

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Don Matthews

Sun 10th Mar 2019 11:17

I echo Lisa's comments. As long as you're growing you're winning

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lisa donohoe

Sun 10th Mar 2019 11:04

We all have two sides,
Each one creating a certain balance we need in order to survive our messed up life's.

No one and nothing is perfect, we are surrounded by illusion.

As long as your growing ' you are winning 💕

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