Tag: poem

Unknown, yet shown

‘Oh, I see you’re limping away?’ *awkward pause as they wait for me to say* ‘How are you? You’re looking well?’ I deflect back, you don’t know my hell. Confused, they’re thrown. No gossip? Poor show. ‘What’s wrong?’, their patience expires. ‘Oh, just this long term thing’. I retire.

Tired

People don’t appreciate how a comment or a dig,Can easily be the difference between a full night or no sleep.What may seem minor to you, can feel major to me,When your tired and worn out and suffering and weak. Why do the small hours pass so much quicker than a […]

Without sleep

It’s four in the morning and I’m still not asleep,The aching’s too much, from my neck to my feet.Resenting all the hours that I lay here in bed,I could change the world with the time I have spent. It’s five in the morning and I’m begging for rest,My head is […]