I wanted to kill when I was ill,
But only myself in this health
With being insane to so blame,
I was a danger with my anger
And I was sad with being mad,
A travesty of my bad insanity
And my only gain from pain
Was In the hospital I did pull
Clare, my now ex, so the best
As she was a Lass with class.
I was dysfunctional being delusional
And I was so irrational not being able
To bring to the table my being stable
As I was unable to be aptly personable.
I was often lethargic with being sick
With the medication being a sedation.
Copyright Andrew Stevenson 15/09/2024
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
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