Poem -
Reoccurring dreams and deja vu
If you were dead in the park birds would eat your
eyeballs. They are wild as can be.
Drink water on an empty stomach and you'll spew
for a week.
Drive a car into a cafe and you're hypoglycemic.
Fall in love, people you know will call it childish.
Giving flowers to the neighbour means you're
wanting to hide something.
I'll do nothing and still feel I'm dying.
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Hello Rory...
Wait a minute...
Where you are they call a Car crashing into a Cafe hypoglycemic?
I have never heard that...
Drunk or someone got a Driver's License because, they came here illegally legally...
Thank you for the lesson...
I will remember that...
I hope you don't die too soon...
Great write!
Thank you for sharing...
sparrowsong
I hope I don't die too soon also lol
'I'll do nothing and still feel like I'm dying.'
what an ending. Resonates.
No winners in some lives. Cracking write Rory x
Self judgement is harsh but having others judge us can leave us so deflated we often feel like what's it all for? Another superb ending and another emotional rollercoaster kudos, hey sleeping in the park having been the food chain to the birds, so powerful. Blinded wonderful poetry, so inspiring 🌹
This is so cool