Noises In My Head
Therapists love to make you write. Just something I jotted down while on "vacation"Sounds in my mindReal or just pathologyMy family tries to be kindPatience wears thin in summer heatBed is my refuge where I find peaceNo need to talk, interact or eatSleep I slip into and refuse to wakeEpisodes that repeat, I'm sick of nowI'll rise and pretend, for my family's sakeA tunnel with no end, just curves and cracksWorth fighting for, my life, this time not sure howAdvice, suggestions, coddling, tough loveI've he...
