Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2019
You probably stood outside the door at CAMHS on rainy days
Bought 2 for 1 cookie deals at Morrison’s
You probably slotted your crap Sony earphones in on your way down
And looked down at the docs on your feet

There was a pulse in your wrist and under your chin
Evidence that your heart was beating
Your nerves were sending messages around the paths
Move your muscles, blink your eyes

You were a miracle just like everyone else
Hair tickling and chest rising and falling and fingers tapping
And nose sniffing and knees knocking and nails scratching
Living, breathing
Alive, alive
Until you weren’t.
rest in peace, dear pauline
Written by
Alice Swatridge  19/F/North Wales
(19/F/North Wales)   
210
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems