Just like Heaven
Well, there are worse places to lay down and die.
I took off my shoes
And lifted my hood
Half exposed to the world
And half,
Shut off,
Then I lay down and lay down
And cried.
I lay down and lay down and cried.
My heart was erratic,
My lungs pumped for air,
The brambles had shredded my shin.
My tummy felt bugged
Like the tics on my shirt,
And the greenfly
That nipped as it
Hopped on my skin.
And the greenfly that
Hopped on my skin.
I was weak as a noodle,
Looked like death
From the strain,
Two whole weeks I'd spent
Mopping my blood.
Only to fall,
Off-beat, frail moment
Plunged in the poison,
And cursed
I'd gone fucked it all up.
And cursed
I'd gone fucked it all up.
I hear Raven calling,
He croaks a fine song,
Might have even be tempted
But his words are encrypted
And the bridge has been burnt.
I know it's a mocking,
A mocking of me,
And I sob and I sob and I sob.
And I sob and I sob and I sob.
seronegative arthritis.
(https://steemit.com/@girlwithoutwings)
Very nice, but it made me sad thinking someone out there is feeling sad...your name is also sad. Hope you find your wings.
Thank you for taking the time to read it. :) girlwithoutwings is a quest - it's not really sad. I'm recovering naturally from seronegative arthritis and it's tough, that's all. But good stuff is happening all the time, just not today. You can read more about the good things in my intro blog. Steemit is a vessel to record my story in verse. Keep watching. Happy times await xxxx
Hope you'll find many friends here and speedy recovery!
Ah thank you sweetie. Yes, speedy :) xx
Just a quick one and just for you cos I felt really bad I'd saddened you. and me. Happy days ahead!
Back up to the hills 6:30am.
My trousers were missing
My shoes soaked wet thru,
Had slept no more than a wink
But bango, bango,
Would walk in my socks
To shake off the blues.
I did see my Raven,
His croaks filled the sky,
But he ignored me
Completely,
So tho my vision watched him,
My heart turned a blind eye.
Pine needles and cones
Clustered to massage my feet,
And with the first
Sweet brush of Autumn
I felt a nostalgia of Happiness,
Happiness,
Ripple the trees.
Have a beautiful day xx