Posted in Blog, Creative Writing, Personal, Writing

10:26

Coffee in the morning,

as i am tearful and unstable,

weeping underwater,

spending seventy per cent of my shower,

slumped against the wall,

wailing for you,

grateful you are on the other side of the door,

so you can’t hear me.

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