TeaPhotography

I could confess - It should be amusing to me To watch you writhe In agony - To watch you Slog and suffer And now complain About the pain You mocked me for Accepting and enduring As fact and choice – The selfsame challenges I everyday overcome, You fail, fall over, And become Undone.   But I am sorry also That you too now Rattle the same cage As I do - That I no longer have to explain Anxiety To you – That the death of me and Depression Are yours Now too.   That the hand of another Stronger than we Now clamps your muzzle And forces you To sit quietly.   …   But then I see you Start to stumble And slip Between the cracks Beneath our feet,   ...