I'd have more to say,
More to voice and I do.
Spill it all right here and there
Yet it all runs down the whole
Dripping like a fossil so take my slow written story here
You would think I'm being over dramatic
Yet this feeling is so intense
It takes me over
It makes me numb
I feel it all come crashing and nothing at all
And you would think
I'm making this all up
You would never have guessed
I don't look crazy, do I?
Of course, you as a reader would never know
But most look at me like I'm normal
Almost as though I'm them.
and maybe I am sometimes
YOU ARE READING
Getting Better
PoetryThrough and through I have felt down, and even though this, I never thought recovery would really be this hard... Back and forth, up and down, read on to hear my struggle through out.
