#6

mental health 1 Minute
You came for me
Years ago
As I sat beside the sea
I spoke to the air
But you heard me
You left me there
Now, years later
You came for me again
Older, on my sofa
Your hand on my shoulder
It was my choice to make
I shook my head
Even when so tempted
You left me there
I’ve never seen your face
No need
I know you as I know my blood
Close but so far
I wait.

Listening to Hillsong, young and free – Highs and lows

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Published by Abominable Bell Blog

I am at the tail-end of my thirties, starting afresh as a singleton, moving into my own place by myself for the first time in my life, all while navigating life after lockdowns and living with Borderline Personality Disorder. This blog will be my journal. Some little bits about me to get you started. I love Godzilla, pizza, animals (except frogs), reading and vodka.

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