Reverse Abecedarium

Zig zags carve my mind, bringing forth
Youthful reminders of
Xenial days revolving around friends and family.
Withered and dying,
Voices begin to echo
Unbidden and unwelcome
Through my subconsciousness,
Succumbing to illogical
Reason, it is hard to
Quantify their existence.
Pulsing and painful,
Obsessive and oppressive,
Manifest themselves.
Lest these demons take hold,
Killing my sanity by
Jostling and jeopardising my
Identity, it is
Happy Days, fond memories which
Guard and protect my
Fragile persona,
Diverting the
Cancerous delusions,
Banishing them from my soul:
Alert and aware, they are my Angel.


About pensitivity101

Retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination, loves to cook, favourite food everything especially chocolate and jelly babies. Best friends are Hubby and Dog, Bro, MSM and our Dominoes Friend aka MOH (and his dog). Also a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! Due to a nightmare of a house sale in 2014, 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat until April 2017. We enjoyed swan and duck families for neighbours but times change and we are once again house hunting.
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