Jan 2014
Inspiration simply strikes
In the darkest of all hours
Tomorrow brings a brand new day
To get what you want across.
Sometimes people don't understand
What you want is a hug
Without a kiss, without a glance,
Without anything much.
But a hug, that's all you want
A hug to make it through.
In the darkest of all hours
Tomorrow brings a brand new day
To get what you want across.
Sometimes people don't understand
What you want is a hug
Without a kiss, without a glance,
Without anything much.
But a hug, that's all you want
A hug to make it through.
These poems are from my inpatient mental hospital stays from July 2013. They were all churned out, one after the other, and there are much more, at least 8 pages of consecutive poems that I just won't post, haha.
