It’s been a few weeks,
Since my words busted free,
Escaping this prison,
Of tormented scree,
That lives in the lines,
Of contemptible glee,
Yes it’s been a few weeks,
Since I penned a new plea.
It’s been a few weeks,
Since my feet trampled earth,
Instead I’ve been stuck,
In this bubble of mirth,
Amassing the cost,
Of debatable worth,
Yes it’s been a few weeks,
Since I questioned my birth.
It’s been a few weeks,
Since I cared for a bite,
That didn’t have sweetener,
Drowning my sight,
My IBS causing,
Such horrible blight,
Yes it’s been a few weeks,
Since I swallowed my plight.
It’s been a few weeks,
Since my words busted free,
I cannot remember,
When time was a spree,
Instead of this mirror,
Where visions decree,
Yes it’s been a few weeks,
Since I’ve recognised me.
© The Complicated Bunny – 18 Nov 2022