You draw a bleak future my friend…

Yes… I do have the same feelings… it doesn’t look good

Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Adira. It’s a twisted world for sure. Appreciate you.

Damian

I’m not a great fan of now either . how I hanker for those glorious days of yore when steam was king and the world seemed a whole lot slower and simpler .. I whole-heartedly concur .. much of this mess we are now in is down to politicians and in particular their arrogance, ignorance and greed .. In fact, they kill more people each year than flu, cholera, malaria and great white sharks combined .. I just hope your middle name aint Nostradamus .. Anyway, I gotta dash, my bunker needs re-stocking .. Neville 😎👍

Filled with the desire to live life fully unburdened by guilt and sorrow. A truly grand ode to a higher power. Very strong emotions made into an eloquent poem.

John

The first two verses were incredble hard to top.
But you maintained your intensity.
I often find verses scream out to me when I read peoms.

“A defective part of some bigger machine.”

hello lovely poetess thank you graciously ❤️

hello dearest poet I deeply appreciate your thoughts thank you graciously ❤️

Superb work. Powerful.

This is open and raw, Brenda. You let us in to see the true you. Nice

thank you for reading and commenting fortunate for me this was a relapse not a new course I will face every day I can sober and I just started counseling so will see how it goes…I’m more worried about my health I take care of my appearance…❤️

A powerful testament to the will to live and be free of the weight that can hold you down. Strength abounds in your words. The courage to face the future unflinchingly and overcome the obstacles to your freedom.

John

Chère B.,
Hope this finds you well?

What a powerful poem/story!

To be able to stop is prove of your will power.
To make mistakes and to be able to stop again is prove of being very human. As in very very human in all glory.

I say: hats off (in Dutch: hat off – how many hats do you wear?) to you.
I wish for you to keep up the strength and love from those around you.
Please don’t give up. You are strong!
Kind regards, Gus

Maybe you’ll notice that English is a language my mum didn’t teach me. If I make stupid mistakes, I’m sorry

thank you graciously for such a beautiful comment lovely Adira ❤️

Killer poem Brenda. Well written and strong in delivery!