Adrift

Adrift

A Poem by Justin Fearn
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Another 3am wake up call

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I awake with the nights open glare
Shivering - considering laying there bare

Reality split, confusion - adrift in this bewildering illusion

With needle in hand, I prod and I poke,
Tying to see through slumbering smoke.

With a wince of a jab, thru scar I stab....
Diabetes is bad!

© 2014 Justin Fearn


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Liked it from the title. Good write! :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


wow! very succinctly put...
Thank you for sharing.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Justin Fearn

9 Years Ago

I confess I had to look up succinctly and I'm still struggling to pronounce it... If only this post .. read more

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Added on November 19, 2014
Last Updated on November 20, 2014
Tags: diabeties, shiver, mad

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Justin Fearn
Justin Fearn

Hinckley, Leicestershire, United Kingdom



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