Poem 1

Look at me again and I will shout!

Fall down the stairs

Bang my head on the wall

Jump off the ledge

you left me

screaming out a window

that did not exist

leaving the back of throat  acidic

still scared and you know

You recognise the hurt behind the bags under my eyes

exhausted and weak

bitter and broken, yet still capable of functioning

Sweet memories just deteriorate

don’t worry because I will never forget