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It’s Easy to Speak… #poem #poetry

 

Words,
that was what failed me,
at my breakdown.
My mind it did care not,
for adverb nor noun.

Twisted, contorted,
my body did bend.
Painful the motion,
for word it to send.

Of fear and of panic,
I – was to feel.
Blow from the madness,
I – was to reel.

That it was my speech,
would fail me so.
Pain felt with each word,
a sentence to sow.

Questions were asked,
and answers were pained.
Though for the DR’s,
no answers were gained.

Why did my speech change,
I still do not know.
Just came and then stayed,
will it not go?

Thankful my body,
no longer writhe.
Though when I’m speaking,
still it’s not lithe.

Stiffly it does move,
whilst limping on.
On words it will stick,
n stumble upon.

So not always easy,
then just to speak.
For me, was a big change,
one day, of one week.

A § M
15/10/2017

 

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