Wednesday, 27 December 2017

Stutter


Stutter, my voice cracks, heart a flutter,
cant find the words, mind closed, like a shutter,
blinded, thoughts binded, stuck in the gutter.

Sorrow, tears well, as i wallow,
Sick pain, nothing tastes the same,
i cant swallow,
cant escape though the river is shallow.

Lifting, A smile, some kind words, a gift then,
A ray of hope, through the clouds,
a glimpse of home, feeling warm, comforted, less forlorn.
A chance at last to escape the past.


Thanks for reading.
Kyle

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