Torn, the whirling swirling to the bottomless pit of hell

The worst nightmare, a horror, I hear the sound of the bell

Its time I know, my mouth bites shut

Images I see, my soul is cut

Inside, the wound like a gaping hole

What must I do, but perform my role

An explosion of thoughts inside my head

A familiar noise I have come to dread

Remove I must, and speak the truth

I see the marks, I have the proof

I hear you scream to be left alone

But no, you cannot stay at home

It is ‘your normal’ , that I know

There is no choice, you have to go

I only hope that you will see

This was the only choice for me

Author: itsjustnoteasy

Hi, I am a 50 something stay at home mother, grandmother and daughter of elderly (ish) parents. I do however, volunteer twice a week in a charity shop, mind grand children on occasion and of course do any other running around required by extended family. Prior to being a stay at home mum, I have worked at many different jobs, changed career a few times and gathered lots of stories along the way, which I hope you will enjoy as we begin our new relationship. I hope I will be able to entertain, engage and enlighten you, if only a small bit. Life is short, so lets have some fun. Looking forward to getting up and running (metaphorically speaking of course) as I have no intention of running anywhere! Perish the thought!! Thanks for stopping by, Carrie x

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