A Pain Like This
what do people want
my curtains are closed
sleep comes and goes
i cannot change a world
that does not want,
to save itself
happiness so high
in the pickle jar of your highest shelf
i am asked questions
but i no longer have answers
those carefree days
may require a poetic licence
but i do not remember a pain like this
days of feeling so frightened
days of tumbling and falling
where each avalanche of grief
seems to have a different calling
and still answers are sought
still people want to know
and i cannot blame them
but this is all i have,
i am afraid my strength is just not there
James Garratt – Wednesday 12th December 2012
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A Pain Like This – Written Wednesday 12th December 2012 (Aged 37)
