I like to live and write for the moment.
Today this is how I feel.
But I will be okay tomorrow because it’s tomorrow that keeps me going.
Today isn’t a good day for me,
My body feels weighted down,
By ropes and chains I don’t know where I am,
I can’t see where I am,
I don’t have eyes any more,
Just two holes in my face,
I stare into space,
and wonder if there is a lonely soul just like me out there without a care.
Who thinks weird things,
There is a difference between being weird and wicked,
I’ve never been wicked,
I am curious,
Nothing matters today,
I don’t care what you do or say,
My mind is blank, I can’t think,
I don’t care if a whole week’s washing up is stacked in the sink.
I’m falling, falling to the floor,
I’m not coping with life any more,
I am reduced to a heap on the floor,
I must get up, I so want to get up.
it is those triggers they have a hold on me today.
I want to get up, I must get up.
I can hear the doorbell,
I can hear a child’s voice, calling “Are you in nanny? Are you well?”
I’m fine now, I will feel better tomorrow and it’s tomorrow the keeps me going.
Dorothy Maude