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I’m Falling

Catch me.
Hold my hand.
Build scaffolding around my heart.
Throw me a lifeline, keep me afloat.
Pull me up the ladder.
Anchor me.
Prop up my broken spirit.
Shore up my slipping sanity
Pump up the flat tyre of my soul.
Save me,
secure me.
Recharge my personality batteries.
Be my buoyancy aid.
Stitch my emotional gashes,
tie my feelings up with crepe bandage.
Lever the weight from my shoulders,
long enough for to get my breath back.
Revive me.
Walk beside me.

anonymous

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The Swan

Out of the Mist came the Swan,
Like a white sailed galleon of old,
So regally swimming along,
On the River of silver and gold.
In the dawn’s early light you can see,
And again at the close of the day.
Like a Spirit with gossamer wings,
As it proudly proceeds on it’s way.
The mirror like face of the River,
Is furrowed and cut by it’s wake.
And as with a dream in the night,
One blink, that is all it will take.
And once more the River will calm,
Will flatten and then be at one.
The Angel with wings has just vanished,
That beautiful ‘galleon’ is gone….

anonymous

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It’s not the way we do it here

It’s not the way we do it here
It’s a namby pamby, soft idea.
You don’t need strangers poking in your life
You’re northern – you’re made from struggle and strife.
Have a good sleep – it’ll do you good
Meddling never did any one good.
Pull yourself together and stop being weak
We all have words we dare not speak.
You’re one of us – we’ll see you right
But you must keep your mouth shut tight.
That doesn’t work – it never could
Hiding problems does no good.
Sooner or later the dam could break
And a bid for freedom your secrets take.
Your northern roots won’t stem the tide
No stiff upper lip will help you hide.
And sadly, those who taught you well
Will leave you to your private hell.
They were no help, they were not kind.
They could not help you heal your mind

anonymous

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