So sometimes when I sit and think,
My mind’s out of control,
Perhaps I’ll send it long away,
Or spike it with a pole.
But a quietened mind’s a problem,
For you may as well be dumb,
I’ll take some pain to feel the joy,
I don’t wish to live so numb.
I’m never sure just what I’m doing,
Or where it all may end,
I guess it’s the journey they call life,
So hop aboard my friend.
I went and asked the doctor,
Please tell me if I’m ill,
She said she thought I might be,
And gave me a new pill.
Now I am not the expert,
And that is why I ask,
But must everything be solved by pills,
Whatever is the task…
I’m not sure if there’s a problem,
However I feel strange,
Something it is different,
A noticeable change.
Barely coping nearly every day,
Fighting thoughts that bring me down,
The fears and tears I battle with,
Are enough to nearly drown…
I’m not really into football,
Most times I’d rather nap,
Yet this year I am gripped by it all,
It’s my first, a World Cup Cap.
Imagine it not being noticed,
Once there, but now you’re gone,
Yet the World it keeps on spinning,
Your absence noticed by no-one…
For a moment there was panic,
The dog just lay there, still,
I thought perhaps she’d died somehow,
Or at least that she was ill,
Truth is she was just sleeping,
Nothing wrong, nothing at all,
But the fear I felt inside was real,
Across my heart did darkness fall…
It’s not like I can just forget,
The pain I felt, the loss, but yet
I simply have to carry on,
Until my will has all but gone…