There’s no need.

Posted byrodkersh1948Posted inDelirium, Dementia, Poesy

There’s no need

to talk to me like that.

I was just trying to help.

 

Don’t, swear either,

and,

No, you’re not going home.

 

It’s not

safe

tidy

ready

 

You’re not

safe

well

able

 

Stay here.

Sit down or you’ll fall.

Passive-aggressive tropes that fill me with sadness.

djdoom and blacastan and oc deep breath

Published by rodkersh1948

Trying to understand the world, one emotion at a time.

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