My apologies to Saint Valentine ☹️
Tanka with the Mush
Give me a reason
Tell me why it’s worth the pain
Clouding my mind’s eye
That medication denies
A chemical oversight
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Tag Sadness
Affliction
Haiku from the Hill
It’s all I got left
Short words from darkening mind
Unfortunate affliction
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Obsolete
I’m not sure how to present this one to you. I know I’m sounding like another broken record that needs changing. A year on and I’m still therapeutically rambling on about how I feel and how things affect me.
I tell myself not to write this way, prattling on about an illness that, like me, so many other people suffer from in differing degrees. Unfortunately, I say it like I see it, I write it like I feel it and for right now it feels like stuff is changing so quickly, I don’t want to lose my grip on… Stuff.
Then again, maybe I should; just let go.
Oh well, c’est la vie.
Obsolete
Who am I?
Where am I?
Just a wanna be
Trying to be
Earning money
From politics
I don’t understand
Or even care about
I’ve become a nobody
Moaning and groaning
Too old to try
Too old to care
Huh, lost my hair
My dreams now
Histories Jokes
Laughed at and forgotten
My future unclear
A genetic fear
My present, not the gift
I hoped to live up to
Maybe my time has come
To quit… Again
And let my demons
Take the reigns
I’m tired, let them win
And I’ll resign
To whatever outcome
Whatever destination
They have prepared for me
Laid before me
Take what has
Become of me
The shadow of the person
I wanted to be
Thought I’d be
But turned out you see
Obsolete
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One of My Clouded Moments
With a bit of luck I won’t have too many of these moments this year but if it does get out of the cage, as it inevitably will, I can hopefully cope with it better. Published back in July this is:
Broken Mind
Staring at the letters on the page
What do they mean to me?
All I see is a language unknown
Don’t make a blind bit of difference
To how I feel
Brain freeze: Word Blindness: Numbing Ache
I can’t get a break
From my blank moments
Comatose for hours
Coming around seconds later
Glazed, feeling hung over
Bound to a broken mind
I can’t find an answer
Maybe it’s time to just stop and
Give in.
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Here I Am Again
Here I am again
Amused by what I see
Watching those sprint by
Don’t know why
Just a thing I do
It baffles me
Spending your lives
Chasing the dream
It seems like you live
With heads in clouds
Not looking around
Trying to get by
On some materialistic high
And a grunt from the weight
Of all that burden
And the choices you make
Why?
Life’s short enough
To worry about that stuff
And wake up one day
Look in the mirror
‘When did the years go by?’
A sigh
And a knock on the door
You deplore as you run
Down the stairs
To see me there
As I help you up
From your neck breaking fall
