Lost in the past minutes as it contends with the present minutes.
Tongue tied stutters as words whirl around but do not settle.
Confusion in the tightening of the eyes as frustration steals all thoughts.
The train crash of information overload as frozen on the spot from the unexpected.
Slurred words betray the mess of short circuiting brain waves.
Anger dangerously short lived as lightening at the loss of a word.
Distraction is the byword when fatigue is the starting level.
Normality is a kind respective as reality slides away with self doubt.
Dyslexia that people jokingly label about having for mistakes made.
See with retrospect that even the bearer of all the above would not wish its existence.
Written Feb 03, 2015
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Snapshots of Pain, Grief And Loss
PoetryA selection of where the darkest/loneliest/grieving ruminations and experiences from different time periods in life have been placed. Warning Triggers! It is not for light reading and if your in a dark place, please avoid. This book comes in three...
