Once
(pause, sigh)
I would have felt
drowning
sucked
drawn beneath burgeoning waters
breath held
lungs filled
eyes limpid
sightless
drugs
alcohol
vacuum inside
no where to run
no where to hide.
That once
was my life.
Sea of emotions
swamped
overwhelmed
high
low
no in between
no peace
no serenity
manic laughter
sawing at nerves
reverberates
through tired mind
just want to lie down
just want to let go
just want…..
Strength in spades
I have
powerless
paralyzed with fear
broken
breaking
no longer able to hold
finger tips bleeding
clutching
broken ledge
eating into
poisoned skin
painted cherry smile
even as mouth trembles
down turned.
Fraud
fake
failure
screaming through my mind
turn away from mirrored eyes
pushing down nightmared dreams
pretending
life has meaning.
©Nov. 26/20
Picture is my own
The Wonderful and Wacky World of One Single Mom 
I had pleasure of a drive along the side of a hillside running along the carse (a meandered valley) which was covered in a low lying mist this morning enroute home aftrr crossing a rather bleak farm land strewn hill. Hope you sleep and dreams were restful.
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I am so jealous! I would love to have a drive like that. Mine is concrete only. Much more calm than night before and felt incredibly rested last couple of days now. Weird. Lol All good except discovered T makes a better pot of coffee than me! 🤓
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My commute these days is about 50m under cover….although I always seem to get soaked enroute. This morning was a trip to the vets with my sons feline this morning.
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My Loki goes Wed to have his man parts removed lol and first shots. Hoping he will be less rangy once I do.
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Fingers crossed 🤞
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Junior doesn’t drink coffee or tea, so no chance of him ever making me one.
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Oh that is too bad. I am lucky T loves his coffee.
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