Jo Hayton Poet Rhyme

Yesterday's Decline

Self Pity is my pillow
One piece of human emotion
To prove i'm still alive

Heavy medication veils the sun
Motionless through day time tv
Wean out around 4 to see

When darkness has fallen
When i'm able to feel
Paranoia has taken over me

Weigh myself
Against yesterdays decline
Extra pound snares perfection

It can't be mine

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Gordon Mcconnell July 10, 2022 at 7:21 AM fine penning Jo, good imagery with fine insightfulness. Good to meet you here a fellow Brit, I'm north of the border. Take care, Gordon

Michael Tor July 1, 2022 at 5:12 PM Concerning piece Jo hope you are well and overcoming paranoia. Jo Hayton July 11, 2022 at 3:38 PM I am fine Michael, this was written along time ago, was going through stuff, but writing helped, i have just been looking through stuff i wrote and thought post a few xx

Gershon Wolf June 30, 2022 at 6:34 PM 'Self-pity is my pillow'... Hmm. Better than using 'Blame as a Blanket!.' ~ Wallowing in Woe Jo Hayton July 1, 2022 at 12:07 PM Thank you for your comments Gershon, if you could explain further?