Woke up this morning with Tourette syndrome
felt like swearing at the world today
with expletives, strangers to my tongue
better for everyone to stay out of my way
angry at judgement, and the quick resolves
tired of the fight for the right to just be
annoyed at life's unscrupulous petty details
most of all, furious with the gullible me
rage I must for a little while, exasperation rules
it's just the storm before the calm, the natural flow
composed, serene, the calm more perilous
profundity may prevail or a little quid pro quo
feedback van andere lezers
take some rest and don't met too much people today,
let me know when you're better,
blow some strenght to you with the wind,
killea: Thank you sweetheart
I like this one very much June!
killea: Thank you so much Greta, glad someone can relate to it!
Very nice killea and a wondefull last one!
killea: Thank you, Anne
ik ken Gilles De La Tourette heel goed
I keep away from fire and you today
killea: Thank you, Miepe
Prachtig gedicht June,... ook het nieuws dat je kreeg vind ik mooi
killea: Thank you so much, Tessy
niet makkelijk te lezen deze,
het verhaal is helder,
hoeveel pijn iemand die hieraan lijdt!
killea: thank you
killea: Thank you so much, Ivan
This one is fantastic again!!
killea: Thank you so much, Wendy