Poem -
A Place Called Psychotic
You never listened did you!
Hush now
Listen...
I have mother things to say
to you
Hear me now
Before 'they' do
For 'they' cannot be trusted
As we know
Do you know at all
Where you may be?
Look now quick and try to
see
But quietly, be quietÂ
Lest 'they' hear
Because dead is just the
place you are
Can you see the moon?
Can you see a star?
Regardless,
Try to leave a trail
For me
Because dead is just a
place to go
Though where it is
I do not know
Seems they've forced you
there and made you stay
But I swear I swearÂ
I'll find a way
So hush now
Listen...
I have mother things to say
To you
M P 8/5/22
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hugs Marion!
Thankyou lovely Jim x
Bless you, Marion, and with lots of hugs too. This piece is really, really powerful x
Hi love...I am not psychotic...or am I? Because this is
EXACTLY what it feels like. Some unseen bastard has stolen my pup...there can be no real peace till I find him. I suspect these are the thoughts and feelings of every bereaved parent in the world...strange how the REAL issues of grief are never acknowledged, discussed, aired or written about. Thanks love and...hugs back...a zillion X
These words seriously sent a serious shiver up and down my spine Marion .. I think those 'mother words' just got to me maybe ... and they are truly deserving of the pin and each of the stars I attach to them etc etc .......... N x
Thankyou truly lovely man X