Feeling Blue.

My teeth hurt,

my head is banging

back numb

and mood is hanging.

On the edge, the verge

the brink, the threshold.

aching layers

unravel, resolve and unfold.

Unable to sleep

in my broken nightmare

I stay awake

in a world of despair.

My mouth is dry

my lips are chapped

feeling blue

feeling trapped.

 

Written in 2009, the year before I left my abusive father.

 

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