So Near, poetry by Mark Wilson at Spillwords.com

So Near

So Near

written by: Mark Wilson

 

The time had come, I’d had enough
I was feeling down things were getting tough
I was feeling all alone and that no one cared
I felt so useless and very scared
How would I cope with disability
I didn’t know if I wanted to wait and see
My mind was cloudy and becoming rather dark
I said to myself ‘there’s only one thing to do Mark’
So I grabbed the tablets and vodka in my hand
I thought surely they would understand
They would realise why I had to get out
They would be better off without me no doubt
Then my phone rang it was my daughter on the line
Asking if I was ok, I lied and said I was fine
I couldn’t tell her what I was going to do
She didn’t know just what I was going through
She said ‘goodbye see you tomorrow’
How could I bring her all this sorrow
So I left the tablets and poured the drink away
God I’m happy my daughter rang me that day
Today I still feel a bit dejected
But don’t feel that I’m rejected
People did love me I just wasn’t aware
I was loved and they really did care

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