A Slave to My Emotions
a slave to my emotions
bought and sold
by your stories,
already told
experience is your guide
emotionally churned up inside
what does it feel like
when anxiety
is the sharpest knife edge
what does it feel like
stuck out on a precarious ledge
hiding inside,
a slave to emotions
emotions that struggle to die
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James Garratt – Friday 11th October 2019
A Slave to My Emotions – Written Friday 11th October 2019 (Aged 44)
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