My
past caught up with me,
From
sharing my mentality:
Should
I remain hospital free
All
depends on my insanity.
I
slapped a friend in the face,
A
sad, remorseful disgrace
That
I beat myself up about –
Riddled
with mental doubt.
I
was not myself,
Suffering
ill-health
And
was delusional;
Very
dysfunctional.
But
now I am very well
Not
suffering that hell:
I
am at a sense of ease –
Being
sane is a breeze.
©
Andrew Stevenson 04/04/2017
An edited piece.
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
No comments:
Post a Comment