I feel like writing

but I don’t know what

Do I need to know?

probably not…

I feel the urge

so I pick up my pen

I don’t know what…

line will come when

There’s a story coming through

thats just from me to you

So here it is in full

I hope it won’t be dull…

In the green room, my therapy takes place

With the boundary man, it’s my safe space

Every Thursday at 6 o’clock sharp

John sits patiently and listens to me harp…

Hello Poems, I know you are there

You have hidden away and been in fear

I know why that is, why you kept inside

Your presence would have welcomed comments of snide…