Hormone imbalance
I feel fragile today
Papery, opaque like an honesty seed head
Shimmery tissue, flimsy, silvery white
I seem to have no substance, just skeletal slender
Housed within a body of shadow and fog
The world around me is out of kilter
All sharp edges and jagged corners
Hard bright light and clashing sound
I lurch through the day queasy, uneasy
Wanting to curl myself up away from it all.
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