Pills that Cure Ills
13 Thursday Apr 2017
Posted in NaPoWriMo17, Poetry
13 Thursday Apr 2017
Posted in NaPoWriMo17, Poetry
29 Saturday Sep 2012
Posted in Deep Stuff!, Poetry
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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, depression, grief, mental illness, nerves, nervous breakdown, poetry, stress
Sitting on a razors edge,
cheese wire nerves,
cut through my head,
nails down blackboard,
sing the blues,
grated knuckles,
grief ensues,
nails to quick,
knots pulled tight,
butterflies,
and sleepless nights,
steeped in fear,
low self-esteem;
wake me now,
from this bad dream.
© Razor’s Edge 29.09.2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm