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A good cry

I’m calling out for help

Friends, family

Begging almost

I don’t know how to get through

I feel it coming

Washing up

Tears trickle down my cheeks

Voice starts to go

End my call

I can understand

Bitter taste

Need to carry on


It floods

Wailing like a child scorned

The only friend I have

That consoles me

The hypocrite

Is man’s best friend

That this bastard cannot keep

I’m just going to give her away

Because she’s too much….


In my time of need

She is there

I cry

I cry

I cry


Breakdown finally hits

Will I go on?

Have I got a choice?

Things look bad

They always do

Going through bad times?

Have a good cry


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Phil lister 13/01/18