It hurt when you cut flesh this time
You were previously numb
When you were out of your mind
I am told this signifies an improvement in your mental health.
You are sutured and sent home to sleep
But the eight recommended
are not to be met with
As I dare not rest
and wake to find you dead.
About Me
- Elizabeth Manuel
- Yorkshire, United Kingdom
- Born Elizabeth Maiden, one of four children, I have written poetry since the age of fourteen, although it didn't occur to me till recently to save or share the things I wrote as I never imagined as a young adult that I I would ever want to share my deepest thoughts with anyone. Now I keep my poems as a sort of shorthand diary of key moments from my life. My hope is that other 'poets' might derive some pleasure and comfort from mutual recognition of feeling expressed here.
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