They Call It The Change
I don't know what this is
It's not me
Some being destroying everything inside
But I can't see
Weak and fraught
Anxiety and pain
Think the dark will suppress
But morning comes again
My reflection in a window
It's up and ready in a flash
My confrontation in it's presence
Wants to smash my head in it's glass
My skin crawling
My body rejects who I used to be
I am not who I once was
It's taking over me
Scared, frightened
Appalled and sickened
What is the cause?
It's taking everything
But my bones
It's name 'Menopause
Copyright © Jo Hayton | Year Posted 2025
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