Poem -
As The Outside Blows
I try to make it so
Sometimes, I try so hard with the wishing
That my breath feels like it's torn apart
And the blood don't pump my crumpled heart
Then... my eyes don't even see a thing
They be so tight shut with the tears that sting
And all the while as the outside blows
You smile at me, you don't say one thing
Seems somewhere, both our souls must know
That you're here not at all
In this old photo
But still...I try to make it so,
I try so damn hard
M P 18/11/21
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Comments
an early morning mourning song .. perfectly framed & understood
sadly enjoyed .... Nuff said ..
I was determined to be the first one here ........................ x
Hmmmm...seems to have been written while I was apparently working 🤔🤭🤫...and I'm so glad that you are the first( and possibly last 🙃) to lay down a lovely comment on my miserableness( Welsh for miserable) and it is truly truly appreciated X
Morning Marion, I feel the pain in every line here. That wish for their existence, the bitter truth and sting
Lots of love ❤️
Gwen x
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Amazing~ You are an inspiration my friend~
And you are kind...thankyou and ...hugs x