She dare shine an array of colour in the light of the grey moon. Infinities of thorns encircling her frame. Caged wild heart thundering echoes in the silence. She travels alone in the shadows not to be seen. Forever hidden. For they will slay her – feed her to the wolves. To be stripped of…… Continue reading The girl with technicolor pelt.
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Chronic Illness
What do I gain in ‘sharing’ my pain? Not much at all That’s why I refrain I slip on that mask On myself I do task The pretence that I am the same Hold back my tears Ignore all my fears That one day incapacitation will reign My body My rock Forever in shock But…… Continue reading Chronic Illness
Me, Myself and Who am I? 