Trigger Warnings
Twisted and Turns
Twisted and turns
Flowers and hearts are cruelly burnt
Swirling blood seeps onto the fair skin it leaves
Flowering tears make river of pain
Moment of thought repeated again and again
Emotional fear quivering in its wake
Pain so real
These feelings not fake
Rolling eyes as anger takes hold
Sweat and adrenaline from many jumbled emotions passing through my brain
In deep depression
Hard to differentiate real and response
The swirling head
Mine does not belong here
In a tunnel of darkness
I can’t find the end
Only poetry gave me a helping hand
Will my head never be mine
Chronic pain tiring on this head of mine
Outside functionality normal
Inside living my own hell
Beauty, no priority
My continued pain inner hell
Chronic pain will forever dwell
Only poetry keeps me sane
No more dark tunnels in my life
Nightmares continue
From child to adult
Never to leave me
Functioning each day a reality
No more swirling and twisted turns
Metaphors of depression
Once visited, never quite gone
For a year, I felt my own earth quake
Three years on, living in the aftermath
Never to leave
Chronic pain, past depression and me
Toria
30/11/2021
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