Wednesday 7 March 2018

Hanging by a thread

She's lost and alone
In crowds and at home
Her mind in is too deep
She just cannot get any sleep
Her fears are like internet trolls
Her thoughts; run; out of control
As the anniversary approaches
Her walls are down; the enemy broaches...

At work; she's busy as a bee
Constant; changing; hard to beat
At home she's like a zombie
All she wants to do is eat
Nobody has done the dishes
Ah; if only; so many wishes
Someone to cook her healthy meals
If only her broken heart would heal...

His ghost returns anon
Seeking to bring her undone
Her guilt trip; memories
Are jagged; harsh melodies
If only she had made that call
But she didn't; now; as she falls
Into depression; deep and dark
Her thoughts so painful; stark...

He's there beside her; her love
Struggling to keep her floating; above
Huge waves of fear and anguish fight 
Against her better judgement; slight
These thoughts that come into her head
She cannot control them; is led
Deeper into dark depressive thoughts
Ah; if only; she could escape as she ought...

It's been 4 years since her dad went away
But even as it fades; she sees only the grey
Is she such a terrible daughter?
Did she not love him as she ought to?
Ah the pain that still holds her here
In this depression, anguish, fear
Ah Honey; as your mother; I declare
It will; ever so slowly; become easier to bear...


3rd March 2018




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