Disconnected

I don’t want to be me

I want to break free

Ready for whatever comes after

Life has tried me

Denied me, defied me

Can’t be worse than now

Feeling cursed somehow

Sorrow heavy on my chest

Depression’s not a guest

I want to host anymore

‘Go away’ I implore

Infectious?

It’s under my skin

Affects my next of kin

Stops me from connecting

Weaves a web around my life

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Dealing with the consequences of losing one of my daughters to Social Services 'care', my whole family has been changed forever and the damage is irrevocable.

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