glum, lethargic, inside myself startled
despair and dismay coursing through my veins
mockingbirds gossip in my ear
with all their chatter its so hard to hear the pertinent matters
they utter derangements and private things
it’s very difficult to conceal, I know certain things
they like to talk about a person right in front of me
and it shows in my eyes, I know
it is a slight delusion that anyone really loves anyone
no one gets along all of the time
estranged, now a stranger, someone is always left questioning
in the dark, so to speak
while she was counting forget-me-nots
he was busy planting pumkins inside someone else’s soil








Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend. Amazing read. Appreciate you.
Damian
thank you graciously dearest Damian you are my main encouragemt❤️