This one has taken a long time to be able to write, but I’m glad that I can at last.
My Winter of Discontent
I wish I could set free the tempest,
Unleash the storm of my mind,
Wash it all away.
Wash away the hurt and pain,
Purged with my emotional rain.
Cast out in the street like trash,
Exiled to an icy waste,
Surfing sofas and floors.
Traitor you cost me my home,
Left me isolated and alone.
My words got lost in a maelstrom of chaos,
When my mind broke and shattered,
Betrayed by a friend.
But the broken though fragile is mended,
And I just want this sad saga ended.