Poem -

The Mess They Leave Behind

I don’t care what you
say, she said ..
Just leave me alone
to get high
in my own head ..
So he did, and she
promptly
threw herself, from
a bridge ..
The driver she hit
perished
there at the scene ..
All the newspaper
headlines
confirmed he died
instantly ..
Whereas she,
on the other hand
sits propped
between pillows ..
Peeling grapes
and writing poetry
from a
hospital bed
somewhere ..
Biding time, until
her compensation
claim comes through ..

 

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Lorna

Compensation for her self destruction!
this really made me think
Great write
Lorna x

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author
Neville

unfortunately, we have a very well established culture of blame here in the UK and have also very quickly latched on to the where there's blame, there's a claim mentality .. N

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author
Marion

I understand that we are meant to be on the side of the poor innocent victim here and I am...imagine he/ she was a family member, loved one, friend...but...I can't help having a kind of great empathy for those people who just cannot bear to live in their own heads also Nev. You might agree that addictions are often undiagnosed mental health conditions which often lead to homelessness. As someone who finds her own head difficult to live with ...I dunno...I just ...feel so sorry for addicts of any kind...hugs for an amazing write written with you usual unique style x

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author
Neville

Thanks a million our M .. more than merely appreciated .. x

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