Saturday 29 September 2018

In washes.

The joy I felt this morning?
I knew it wouldn’t last.
It can only be transient,
Or a memory from the past.
The worst of all, tonight?
In washes my fears,
And I then make things much worse.
I could shed all the tears.
If this starts a chain reaction,
My mind and heart may break.
I cannot face another thing.
This is already so much to take.

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