Soulmate

Sitting on my bed, thinking of life ahead

my heart bursts for it no longer hurts

my wounds are closing for you are so adoring

my soul is awake for it has found its mate

 

Mum

I have screamed for my mum for an eternity it seems

She left me to die for I reflected her lie

I longed for relief from the rejection I felt

deep in my core like a poisonous sore

I am released from her spell but the scar remains

hopefully to reach to others in pain

 

Two beautiful new poems by Annabel Jessel ( Annabel attends our group 'Stand By Me')