Ruth Matthews Poet Blank verse

Head Mess

Head Mess

I can't shake the mess in my head
I think i'd be better off dead
The problem with that though
will be today or tomorrow
I wake in the next world
where everything's unfurled
and the mess in my head 
which made me want to be dead
will be the same issues to be dealt
and the same feelings to be felt
and unless faced with strength it's damned infernal

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Richard Evans June 16, 2018 at 4:57 PM My lady I couldn't agree more yet sometimes within that mess is a great poem. Thanks for sharing......peace! Ruth Matthews May 6, 2020 at 4:35 AM Thank you! apologies for late reply :)

Manmath Dalei March 16, 2017 at 9:22 AM Welcome to Poerty Soup. Good entry with a nice poem. Hope u will enjoy PS very much. Keep on writing..........//:) with love...........//Manmath Ruth Matthews March 16, 2017 at 10:18 AM I'm loving this site, only found it today!

Anne-Marie Coreggia March 16, 2017 at 7:52 AM I love the rhythm of your poem Ruth; I felt caught in that infernal vicious circle:) Amitiés Ruth Matthews March 16, 2017 at 8:21 AM Thank you, I love this one too, wrote some years ago when epiphanies were everywhere....