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Apr 2010
Head throbbing
Lungs bursting
Rain beating against my face

Arms numb
Legs cramped
Pain excruciating in its embrace

Hands swollen
And screaming,
I wonder why Iā€™m here

Cannot remember
Cannot think
Nothing is clear

Looking out
I see people
Women and men.

Looking down
I see faces
Do I know them?

Noises
Shouts
Anger and tears

I seem to be
The focus of
All their fears

Mouth dry
I cry out
A drink is sent

A sponge
Well soaked
My thirst is vent

Thunder
Lightning
The sky is rent

A spear in my side
And my life is spent.
- From Emotional Swings & Round-a-bouts
David I Phillips
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David I Phillips  York
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