Poem: true fool – 24/11/21

from the depths of my soul from the gateways of my being I shudder with anger distilling through me its not purely the behaviour which perturbs it’s the repeat offending I know will remain present and untoward some will never change this I hold true pity me for believing I am a true fool. Copyright © 2021 Lauren M. Hancock. All rights reserved.

Poem: Raging Cafe – 23/01/21

I arrived at the café in a raging mood, everything felt wrong, angered me, made me feel misunderstood. Fluctuations in mood today carried on from yesterday, I was filled with upsets, overwhelmed with dismay. I sniped, I snarked, I complained, I felt bitter, could nothing go right, this is terrible, will it improve? I wondered. I’ve not had days like these in months, everything has been somewhat [...]