In the midst of working thru
What bothered me
In the dark, dead of night
Frightened, scary, morose
And all those things
That I need not care about
Nor harbour in my heart
Not now
Or in the still
Dead quiet of the night
No, I need not.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2022
Feel myself spiralling down
Feel the sadness all around.
Morose behaviour I have found
Doesn’t let me feel a better way
Just seems I am bound
To trudge alone, spiralling down.
But maybe
Come to terms with who I am
No more sacrifice
Know the person that I know
I know I am.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
Regrets, none
That I get.
Morose, you know
You bet.
Melancholy, hoping
Hoping for the best.
Settle, settle not
Go get.
Don’t, don’t forget
It’s your day.
Make it, make it
With no regrets.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2013
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