Vile and loathsome creature, take your claws from my gut
Let go your hold. Leave me to walk alone, without you
Pulling me back, holding me close, whispering, despicable
Forcing my mind wide open to pour in foul imagery
You deplete strength, hope, will, leading me ever closer
To the edge. You push my thoughts, my body too far
You hold my hand, tight, but with cajoling, sweet voice
You await the moment, the final introduction, hello
Goodbye. You are merely the plaything, the precursor
To your master Death. You torture, he watches and waits
There is no joy in you, no frail link to those you torment
You are nothing. You have no purpose, no reason to be
And yet I continue to feed you, the beast that you are
Your cold breath on my spine, I want to beat you, begone
You are familiar, twisted friend. So many years together
Fighting. Why won’t you leave me? Please don’t leave me.
Lisa
x
All About Life 
Fight the fear, not fear the fear! Thanks for sharing.
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Wow. I feel this one with you. Especially the duplicate feelings. That last line. I think I understand. Great work Lisa. X
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Thanks Lorraine, I really appreciate that as it was a tough one to write. Howβs things with you my friend? Xxx
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I can really understand that it was a tough one to write. But I think there are people who will relate to it. How am I? Well, DAMMIT cos I wanted to go read more of your poetry after that one, but couldnβt manage it as my eyes started to hurt. I am still not very teccy regarding using my Apps. So I muss out on a lit. In general terms, if I am perfectly honest, lufe has been shit just lately, but still I manage to get through. I am reading a book called Soul Craft, which I might say more about because according to it, I have to go out into the wilderness, hang upsude down from mountains, etc. And do all kinds of wild things lol. Well of clurse the kud in me says yeah, come on, letβs DO it, but my stupid body says βYou aint goin anywhere.β Lol. So I might manage the height of excitement this afternoon and go to the ice cream parlour and eat a dluble ice cream with choccy sauce and nuts, which I will promptly drop down my nice newly washed white top, and with a bit of luck might hear some horses clip clopping along. Watch this space for my escapades following the reading of the book. Or at least, hubbyβs reading of it to me. Xoxo
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Sorry you’ve been feeling shit lately, that sucks :O( Hmmmm the wilderness and hanging off mountains is all very well in theory but in practice it’s loads of bugs and broken finger nails – not sure what that would do for your soul?? Think you might need to tell us more about this book ;O)
The ice cream sounds like a great idea and clopping hooves is a wonderful sound! Maybe where a brown t-shirt ;O)
Look after yourself my friend :O) xxxxx
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Waaah. Fight it, don’t let it consume you, you are stronger than that.
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I wrote this at a low moment but back on form after a session with my acupuncturist π xx
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1 – Yikes. That was intense, and I really liked it.
2 – This comment/conversation is hilarious π I like mountains myself, but ice cream is cool too. And I agree, if chocolate anything is happening, brown shirt might help π
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Iβm so glad you liked it π
Yep Lorraine Iβd awesome π xx
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Fear is a bully, and bullies are insecure. Punch it squarely on the nose and it WILL go away. Hugs to you Lisa.
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Or a swift quick to the tenders perhaps π thanks Peter and hugs back at you xx
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You have already made up your mind to be no longer afraid; so be patient; little by little it will happen.
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Thanks so much for that positive comment Lorna :O) x
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