Poem by Nicholas Gordon: |
It would be easier to give up,
Everything feels dark and blurry...
I know some things are out of my control,
Some things I don't get to decide...
Running down a hill,
My arms flying above my head...
I wake up every morning
And it takes a while for me to remember where i am...
I've tried to be strong, I really have
But I can't take this anymore, I've had enough...
It is relentless. It stalks. It never lets go. It...
Daffodils had no shadows
When I thought of you...
A butterfly trapped
In a cold prison cage...
Are you just a memory?
Or did you never really exist...
She has made me smile and laugh
When with living life I'd disagree...