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Writer's pictureJes Derry

My Body




The body in which I reside

doesn’t feel like a friend of mine

it tries to take over my mind leaving me

feeling vulnerable a lot of the time


my dopamine is being eaten away

and the body is unable to replace

I keep fighting to maintain and remain

and holding on tight like a white knuckle ride


the insecurities I have every day

will I trip fall or be safe

will I eat without missing my mouth

will I speak or will words just tumble out


but there are chinks of light rays

sometimes they linger and stay

and I’m thankful that I can see

beauty in amongst the grey.













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Dawson Stafford
Dawson Stafford
28 lut 2023

Outstanding Jes! Glad you finished on a high! 😁

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