Stuck Track

The needle is stuck playing the same track,

All the memories play back to back,

Horror crammed with every sick act,

Although not every moment is exact.

Losing the use of all my facilities,

Those around me become liabilities,

Trapped in my ghastly past,

Present-day is a sharp contrast.

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12 Months

It has been a year since my last miscarriage, tests from Tommys keep being pushed back every few months, in this time I have kept hoping that we will find the problem but after a year it’s being to feel hopeless.

I’m another year older than I was, another year with terrible mental health, and I honestly feel that I have achieved nothing. That’s not true, however, so I thought I’d list my achievements none the less.

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