Thoughts
As I look back, I realise
My journey through time,
Has been a blur of fear,
Pain, exhaustion, and grime.
But this isn't new,
More my default catchphrase,
So I sit and delve deeper,
And see light through the haze.
I remember betrayal,
An abused child, hurt, bare -
But widen my perspective
And there was love there.
When I nearly died,
When I became disabled,
When my marriage ended,
When my needs were tabled,
I told myself the same
Sad story of woe
But now I sit and remember
There are highs to the low.
The love from my parents,
Although one has died,
Held me up when needed
Was there when I cried.
All in all life will hurt you,
But don't forget to look back,
The red haze you've been seeing
May be rose coloured, just cracked.
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