Tuesday, 1 November 2022

Anesthesia

                                                     Every day I walk through that tunnel

And am transported to the past

To the pain and the shame

Living every day on the brink

 

I cope with anesthesia

Drowning out the voices in my head

Living in a state of oblivion

To clear my mind of all thoughts

 

But it doesn’t work

As the memories still flood in

And they mix with the present

Making living a struggle

 

I let people in

But I also keep them out

I try to fix all things

And save those who are lost

 

I don’t succeed in either

I just damage my own life

Leave relationships in tatter

Until you came along

 

You don’t give up

You try to see me as me

And walk beside me

Trying to clear up the debris

 

Jo Anne Kennedy

February 2022

 

 

 

Inspired by ‘Crime’ 

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