March 15, 2020

My Poetry. WHAT AM I?

 I need you to survive
 You keep me alive
 I swallow you each day
 You help in your own Kinda way.
 Your sometimes heaven sent
 And no need to repent
 The aches and pains are real
 Of which I often feel.
 You stabilise my mind
 And for that your one of a kind
 What would happen to me today
 If you left and didn’t stay?
 Would I become a nervous wreck?
 A joke?, a pain in the neck?
 So for now I will need to depend
 On you to be my friend
 Make me well in this uncertain day
 Work your magic in your own special way.

 What am I ?
Thank you for Sharing me.
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