Festive Worry
The Christmas Worry. I sit in bed thinking, worrying, to be precise,. About Christmas, and next year, hoping it will be nice,. Remembering the way it used to be, happy, laughing, fun,.
39 and miserably married! This will become apparent!
The Christmas Worry. I sit in bed thinking, worrying, to be precise,. About Christmas, and next year, hoping it will be nice,. Remembering the way it used to be, happy, laughing, fun,.
The eternal struggle. I try and try and try to be,. The best I can for you and me,. To split myself down the middle,. And navigate life's long riddle,. The pain I feel everyday,.
Relentless Dream Laying in the thick pitch black, Staring, thinking, on my back, A bear laying next to me, By the noise, it might as well be.
Screaming, shouting, crying, wailing, I think I know my love is failing, Tensions in my house run high, No sight no sound to passers by, A rift divides us in this world, A cavernous size in days of...
Another day is done and dusted, Yet why do I feel so flustered.
The feeling when your heart sinks. Your stomach drops. And dread sets in. When your safety blanket. For all these years disappears. The floods of tears set in. A lit torch. Kept my heart.
Life Does Not Seem To Me, To Be As Easy As It Should Be, When We Are Born Into This World, We Want To Live Life To The Full And Grow Old As The Days Before Us Unfold, Friendships Happen, Our...