Aby Kittiwake
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No. 23
Been stretching with my days Rolled up in bed and sullen My family is my anchor Without them I’d brush away in the next storm Depression isn’t the feeling in the deep down quiet It’s nothingness And this worries me in the places I don’t need to smile
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No. 22
On nights as this On fire creeping towards a permanent end in bed I’d rather die standing Moving beyond platitudes into raw emotion That death would take me before the bed again ME/CFS robs me of my brain can’t think straight Of my time must lay flat Of my life mustn’t do this mustn’t do… Read more
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