I wasn’t ready to write last night.
I wasn’t clear of mind.
I’d had enough of caring,
Of being the one that’s kind.
I needed just to switch off,
Not think of what it meant.
My head and heart were tired,
My soul a little spent.
Today is another day.
I can now reflect.
I can push in forward.
I e rebuilt some self respect.
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