Pain

It’s been a queer, year

And one I fear

Has changed me forever

Never felt less together

My mind displaced

From what I’ve faced

Previously

Then,

one incident after another

I’ve been forced to discover

My own physical vulnerability

Seriously

My bones, my legs, my back

All seem under attack

There’s no going back

No ‘I’m alright Jack’

It’s hard to sustain

These months of pain

Numbness, pins and needles’

Aching, again and again

In my mind, it feels like ptsd

On top of the chinks

Already suffered by me

For a while they toughened me

But then I had enough, you see

Everyone has a limit

A point

Where they become disjointed

The realisation of losing my brother

In isolation, losing one another

Becoming a hermit

Tho, Covid just confirmed it

Sealed the deal

Struggling to feel real

But then comes the pain

It reminds me that I am,

Again, and again

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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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