Back to Good?
Can things ever go back to where they were?
There's a heart-shaped shadow on the floor
Gently bleeding,
Gently bleeding out the love it once held.
There are tears on my hands,
Tears from the depths of my soul,
My soul used to be full of love for you.
A black veil over my brain, lace and death
I can't think of good things automatically
Automatically the thoughts are dark.
I will try to turn it around,
Around and around,
Around and around.
Back to good?
About the Creator
Ruth Stewart
Ruth is disabled - ME/CFS, Fibromyalgia. Pro-women, always. Married with adult children. Dog and bird parent. Lives in Scotland, UK
"In a world where you can be anything, be kind." Caroline Flack
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