Hold this bag of bones
This sack of twisting, writhing nerves
Squeeze the fear out of me
Or hold it in.
I am a messy friend today
I will cry and laugh at the same time
I will jangle in the skin I’m in
Rattle and shake
Wet like a lake
My depths know no bounds
The bottom of me is murky
I can’t get away with quirky
Anymore.
Hold me please. Restrain me
Otherwise I will
Burst.
(C) Slumpless
Brilliant!
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This sentiment just seeps into me, no it pours into me and I fee like I might burst.
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What a wonderful response – glad you can relate – actually I’m sorry you can relate but glad it speaks to you x
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I’m sorry too. But hopefully I will be fine. Thanks for transporting me with your poem.
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