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The Therapist Will See You Now #2



When I’m tryin’ to find a voice
‘Cause the choices I made
Left deranged remnants
Lying in my head

In my bed
Gotta get some sleep
But her weeping claws
And the weeping sores
Of a cut made

Not afraid of the end
‘Cause the thought that it ends is a light
Shouldn’t wish it, right?

Well that’s just shite
‘Cause every night I watch
As she spirals down
And I drown in the sound of her pain


Coz there's little of virtue in her veins,
So don’t blame me for what I

Am unable

To do.

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    shaun about 3 years ago

    Thank you, Drew. This is actually an older piece of writing that leant itself, with only minor alteration, to becoming a drabble, and I am using it, not to open old wounds but to continue with a healing process that has started to happen just in time, I feel.
    Thanks again.

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    shaun about 3 years ago

    We're all works in progress. Thank you.

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    Christopher about 3 years ago

    Man, that's some powerful writing!

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    shaun about 3 years ago

    Thanks you, Christopher. I've never been able to write another beat poem such as this. It came instantly as I was watching a BBC Arts showing of Kate Tempest in her home town. Strongly recommend her. She's got power.

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