
I feel sick, I cannot eat
I can’t relax, I cannot sleep
The things I think get in the way
It doesn’t matter what you say
I feel a hole, it’s right inside
I think it’s where the happy hides
The seeds of doubt twist through my mind
Like a strangling twisted vine
The thorns of life, they stuck me deep
Snuck right in just like a thief
I know you’ll tell me to be positive, I know you’ll have advice to give
Sometimes that doesn’t help a bit
Just be here, just be, just sit
Whilst I drown in pools of stress, whilst I try and scale this mess
Just be there to take my hand, there is no need to understand
Sometimes things just come to pass, like watching rain roll down the glass
I can’t explain, I don’t want to, I’d just like to sit with you
And every time I lose my way, I see you near me and I stay
So doing nothing is the best, it gives me time to get some rest
To know the demons cannot win, when someone’s company I am in
I know there will be better days, for now let’s just break through this haze
About the Creator
Vicki Lucas
Hi, I’m a Mum of six and absolutely love writing. Life is a story after all. After losing my Father recently I’ve found that my writing is the only way to keep me sane! Thanks for all your support, it means the world ❤️



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