no appetite On 2017060420170603 By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems sitting silent when the food came – which we ignored — To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMore Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Print (Opens in new window) Print Like this:Like Loading…
you create vivid imagery and not a good ending to the day. Here is another which lurks as a fear at the end of each day- Depression hits That immense gap/Between bed and floor/Morning crashes Loading... 20170604 at 22:43 Reply
Hate when that happens…
you create vivid imagery and not a good ending to the day. Here is another which lurks as a fear at the end of each day-
Depression hits
That immense gap/Between bed and floor/Morning crashes