Tick-tock
The blackness
Won’t stop
Try to
Push it
Away…
Fighter jets
Fly loudly
Overhead
War is
Breaking
Out,
Haven’t even
Had my coffee
Yet!
Ding-dong
You’re so fucking
Dead wrong,
Those clouds
Make an
Everlasting
Fool
Of me.
As if you needed
Another tool
Against
As if you needed
One,
1001 reasons
If I close
My eyes
You
Will be there
Simply,
Comfortingly
The dark veil
Closes in
Whispering harshly
There
You will be,
Ready
To carry me
Home.
F.
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I will need to study this and reach for meaning. Interesting.
Thank you John! I appreciate your further contemplation.
brilliant writing! xoxo I can relate!
You’re very sweet Carol Anne! Thank you so much for these wonderful words <3
I agree with the blogger before me. This was brilliant
Thanks Andrew 🙂 I’m grateful for these generous compliments, they touched my heart!
Love this, I interpreted it as if you gave up in the end? I fight my symptoms until I have no more fight in me, and then I give in and return to a place that whilst being KNOWN, isn’t necessarily pleasant. Great poem 🙂
Thanks a lot! You’re right, it ends with giving up or giving in which can be both good and bad…Keep fighting <3 Hope you're making progress with your book 🙂
Thank you! It is getting there. I love this truth, I think that giving in is a bad thing too often. Truth is more complex, can be a good or a bad thing 💙
Wonderfully written!
I’m glad you liked it 🙂 Thank you very much!
I can totally relate…Loved it! Respect!!!! 🙂
Thank you for reading! I really appreciate these kind words 🙂
Love your rhyme and rhythm!
Hugs,
Tamara
Thanks Tamara! Your sweet comment made me smile <3