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17th October 2016 – wanderings

Grey stone lay beneath my feet.  My feet are cold and bare as the fog gently surrounds me in the frosty night.  I look on in the patchy darkness, but my vision is obscured by the fog more and more.  I settle myself down upon a rock by the big oak tree and I ponder life and my existence. 

I miss you more and more. 

Your death has made me hollow and changed me in a way that I don’t understand.  People think that I am strange; I certainly have developed strange habits.  I don’t take mourning you easily.

People tell me that as time goes by the loss of you will hurt less, or at least I’d learn to cope.  But at the moment all I can think of is that it was only last week I saw you last, each day that goes on is more and more torture for me to bear, I can’t imagine not seeing you for a month, a year, a decade, half a century or however long I shall live.

Perhaps my new found madness shall kill me?  If not that then the cold will.

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Grey Life

This world is my prison

I sit and wait and stare

I have beautiful dangling prisms

That shimmers in lights glare

 

I watch those pretty crystals

Hanging above my head

I dream of another world

That I’ll go to when I’m dead

 

I see the wonderful flowers

In a sunny meadow bright

I’ll sit under green bowers

Soaking in the sight

 

I can’t wait for death to take me

Away from this bloodshot world

I hope fate has heard my plea

Under this branch I am curled

 

I’ll dream of another life

In another place

I hope it’s a life without strife

Or where I’m seen as a disgrace

 

I can’t abide this morbid world

Not for another day

I am lost in a netherworld

I need to run and play

 

This world is my prison

I am sure of it today

I need to fall into the crystal prisms

And leave this life that’s grey

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