nature weeps

Mother Nature’s moodswings as violent as my own she is weeping and wailing her tears pour down my window pane her cries whistle round the chimney such confusion it should be spring but she is so cold and alone nothing makes sense in this mixed up world the gentle warmth of spring sunshine is forgotten…… Continue reading nature weeps

Ungagged

I wrapped a gag around my face tight muzzled myself, to stop the words trying to hold back the spillage but the words bled out around the edges trickling down my chin, and onto the page blending with my tears of confusion inner battles laid out like exhibits for all to see and peer at…… Continue reading Ungagged

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Confusion Bemusion Messed up head I don’t know what the hell I’m doing This is a Terrible Poem