This Monster
It's not talked about
This monster that inhabits my body
Monthly
Though it whistles through ears;
Shrieking out of every orifice
Blotting.
People look shocked.
I'm at a loss with it, this
Dark demon
Heamorrhaging heavily all
Happy thoughts, here
Just a day before.
I've tried it all, surely -
Shunting,
Accepting,
'Letting it be'.
But still I bleed
And it's not clotting -
This beast that feasts on me
'Til I'm weak,
Anaemic
Unable to fend off
Bloodless others
Eager to purge themselves
Periodically of
Blind judgement,
Ignorant self-righteousness.
A months worth of patience,
Loving kindness,
No conditions -
This is my lot:
How dare you not be so sunny
How dare you let yourself be mad
Be moody (for once)
Eclipsed by this moon.
We expected more from you.
Tommy Carroll
Sat 6th Sep 2014 22:20
I think I know what you may be referring to Natalie.