Sometimes I feel like my soul hangs within me,
like a damp sock forgotten on the line.
Cold, lost, numb.
In the muddy puddle that is my brain
Thoughts lie limply, like soggy leaves
Surrounded by the grey flat skies.
This is one of those days when I don’t feel like I will ever get over it.
I need your sunshine more than you will ever need my cuddles.
Rays of strength kiss my heart so I can go on.