Beams
somewhere or in some place…
well,
it has to be enough
(whatever enough actually is)
but,
you can’t be left feeling like this…
it’s too much,
out of hope and such limited luck
personal trends,
i can never seem to buck,
caught in constant seas of mental health—
ones that erode my confidence
and evaporate my self belief
but what can i actually do
i am in a place, a good place,
but it should be enough
yet i have pushed myself along for years now
and i now,
ceilings will eventually exist
with beams that will not twist
yet that seems to be a cue,
one which i continue to miss
and i have to accept…
accept that sometimes enough is enough
and when reality, my reality,
i know that i can’t lose touch
James Garratt – Thursday 9th January 2025
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Beams – Written Thursday 9th January 2025 (Aged 49)
