Saturday, 10 December 2011


Paranoia, Paranoia, you are my companion
Sometimes I indulge in your friend depression
but shoo away you meddlesome lot

Sometimes that regimented mind leaps in and takes control, which can be great, but sometimes it just swallows up anything that resembles a person - a warm, interesting, creative, squishy human being.

Laundry done.
Ironing done.
Dishes done.
Lunches made.
Beds made.
Teeth brushed.
Breakfasts eaten.

Swimming through the fog, as I look back and see the sparkle of before, I can only hope that I emerge not in darkness but in a new shining light.

No comments:

Post a Comment

Thanks for popping by, I love to hear from you.