Stuff

So I managed to finish my wall hanging and I am now trying to complete another one, when I'm not being distracted by books! I suppose that things are a bit tough for me at the moment, and I know that people are in a harder place than me, but it's tough. At least I am hoping to get some help from the Doc's soon but I'm not holding out too mush hope. Anyway apart from this here's something I wrote earlier, a load of nonsense but hey that's normal for me!



You’re left alone, to contemplate
Why it all went wrong.
You cover yourself in cuts and scrapes
Laughing them off as nothing
The scratches on your face?
Nothing but an itch
The scrapes on your hand?
Nothing but a mistake
They believe the lies
Accept your truth
And forget to look in your eyes.
They just see the mask
Artfully designed
To hide what lies behind.
The fear, the anger, the pain inside
Is not visible where they reside.
A cunning person you become
Able to hide the anxiousness
That always resides.
You can laugh, be joyful
Forget for a while
But once alone
The fears approach and
The cuts and scrapes appear.

Anyway I will try and post again soon, but my head's in such a weird space at the moment that I don't know when that will be and what nonsense I will spout.