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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