No One Else But Me

I am really realy relating to this…

Surviving the Struggle to Success.

Numbness spreads,

bursting the threads

holding my sanity in…

the end begins,

and I am lost…

can’t hit pause,

I can’t feel anymore,

can’t even the score,

I keep taking punches,

making a home of the dungeons,

I can’t seem to escape,

I quit trying to run away,

they follow me wherever I go…

it’s the only life I know…

I wouldn’t know what to do,

if I lost this bad hoodoo,

up one minute down another,

how I survive is god damn wonder,

to no one else but me…

© 2018 Grabbety Covens

The Perfectly Imperfect Bunch

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Author: Carol Anne

I am a woman in my mid 30's. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

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