Three as of yet Untitled Poems

She hobbles
wobbles
falls in the dead of night
AM hours
yells, shouts
no one awake to hear

Her days are spent
barely in control
one moment she's composed
on her feet
next are tears
sobs
great bawling moans

We can't help
we sit and think
she dies
we cannot bear it
she dies
we cannot bear IT

She is alone
She thinks death is her new life
She cannot bear it
We cannot bear her

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Skips and steps

Leaps and bounds

we go

New and exciting

Fresh and enticing

we go

Out of room, out of home

Out of head, out of touch

we go

We stamp the pavement

We look ahead

We face forward

We go

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Insecurity

haunts me

stays with me

another year

Anxiety

consumes me

reassures me

"i'm always here"

Depression

waits beside me

lingers with me

it knows me best

Self esteem

it eludes me

to bring it to me

a constant quest

They give me therapy

They medicate me

by friends They tell me

They love me best

but still i wonder

Company beside me

prodding me

to ask

"is it really so?"