Monday, 4 September 2017
No Better Place
They say she's in a better place. I guess they're saying she's lucky she's escaped. Because what could be worse than feeling like an eleven stone mistake? Feeling that, from the world around you, you've somehow accidentally been misplaced. Feeling stuck upon a hamster wheel when everyone else is out enjoying the rat race. Well when I found her, I thought I'd finally found my space - like a jigsaw piece finally snapping itself into it's rightful place, where previously it was hovering all alone in the void of space, never quite fitting in, not able to find another to embrace. She was the lifeline to my deep, uncomfortable disgrace. She left a mark upon me now only spirits can erase.