nothing that floods my body with adrenaline will come my way of late cannot force out the words if they are not true if the saliva washes the words right down my throat marked in my mind as a passing fancy won’t something print itself onto my mind? Kate (C) https://www.pinterest.co.uk/klpoetry
The egg dried onto the metal of the frying pan. It sat in the sink, capturing the drips of the tap. It seemed to sum up her depression so. Every time she thought about cleaning, she could only stand at the sink and join in with the tap’s weeping.
you will never know the lost years i spent utterly alone how it changes you completely
Who else hated P.E (physical education) when they had to participate in it at school? I can’t recall P.E being a problem when I was a very small child. P.E was moving and running and jumping about. What joy. (Well, not entirely) Then I remember in year 6 boys and girls were split into their … Continue reading Who else hated P.E when they had to participate in it at school?
Small Ghost by Trista Mateer helped my depression brain. It validated how I felt. In parts, it reads off too - like when you’re feeling depressed and nothing feels right. There are a few hopeful poems too, a reminder that feeling like shit does not last forever. It comes and goes. ★★★★★ she can’t remember … Continue reading Book Review. Small Ghost by Trista Mateer Illustrated by Lauren Zaknoun
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