No Martyrs By My Windows
i sit down
and watch others
so as little as they can
hows that make me feel
how can it be –
be so unreal
i am left with that stress
made by others
who claim they are the depression
but it is i
who is left
to look to the sky
self importance
likes a piggy back ride
and self loathing likes to be there
gnawing at the inside
i sit down
and wonder why it makes me tired
how i can keep
talking, taking, taking
no martyrs by my windows
but i have found a way of walking
James Garratt – Thursday 4th June 2015
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No Martyrs By My Windows – Written Thursday 4th June 2015 (Aged 40)
