I wanted to write a poem about my positioning so I guess here goes,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But don\u2019t judge a book on its cover tho because transparent it all kinda shows,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Externally people may say the term, maybe easy on the eye<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Brown but green eyeris, highlighted hair but the highlights are not high<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Five foot four, size 6, size 8 \u2013 it shouldn\u2019t matter but the external look is your social cover<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Distant, with not a close family, no spoken words with the father and rarely to the mother,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It made me quiet, no confidence, nauseas , isolated and then a bit deeper ] became,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But why should I want me when it all turns or becomes the same,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I don\u2019t understand when I went to the dark blue, young and na\u00efve I never even knew,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I never knew that I was wrapped withing the dark blue, it becomes a peronailty trait,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Why did I get this, is it god or is it fate?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It torments me and pushes people away I am so sorry if all you wanted to do was stay,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I know I will get better some day, but its this that and then that aswell too,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It overrides my systems and navigates me right back to the BLUE!<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Its not a place for you, the blue wont welcome you as softly as it does with me,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I have been here a long time, I couldn\u2019t even tell you parts of it over a cup of tea,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Whirlwinds, as I mask and get on with balancing the plates of the past,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The present I don\u2019t care, the future, well lest just get away with this part, it\u2019s the last.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Then I can stop hearing the sounds of the plates as they crash,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Stop, slow down, pause or something \u2013 life is going way to fast,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
My scars both internal and external,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Bleeding to understand, scribbling in my journal,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I am missing something, why do I not feel complete,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Oh its because in the back of my mind, my vision? I walk alone in the dark street,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I have people there \u2013 I know you care and you do too,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But it never really stops me from getting to the dark blue,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I don\u2019t know how to stop this trigger, it dictates and has dictated<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Stop it please, actually depression you have made me hated,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Why, because you stopped me from showing up,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
You have made me pour my last half into half empty cups,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
You have kept me in bed, curtains closed,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Phones off, brb I say but nobody knows,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
One day I know the pieces will be picked up and placed in empty properly,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The lights will come on, and the walls will become, within the properly,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
To be finally a home, finally a unit, foundations that don\u2019t falter,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Because its real, not a trick, or a lesson encouraging a verbal assaulter,<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Maybe then they will feel at one, with more of a purpose than just a working single mum,<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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