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Feb 2015
I wonder what they’ll find
In the depths of my broken mind
As I lift the blackout blind?
Take a peek through the window to my deepest thoughts.
It is puzzling,
Troubling,
A game I cannot win;
So take a peek through the window to my deepest thoughts.
Take a peek,
Rummage, seek
But warning please take care
Cause it’s really dark down there
And if you have no flash light to hand
Then I don’t expect you’ll understand;
But take a peek through the window to my deepest thoughts.
I tried to stand real tall
But began to fall
And I wanted to end it all.
But my family
Were saving me
Were keeping me from meeting death.
Now with every breath that I have left
Will be a fight
Cause wounds don’t heal over night
And there may come a time where I lose sight
And I may not see what is right;
So take a peek through the window to my deepest thoughts.
And tell me what you find
In the depths of my broken mind
As I lift the blackout blind;
Take a peek through the window to my deepest thoughts.

( by my son, Nathaniel)
Relating to troubled times.
Terry Collett
Written by
Terry Collett  Sussex, England
(Sussex, England)   
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