The plastic smile
will do for today
No one will notice
I need to defray
I am gagged
from speaking
it is my choice
to stop the shrieking

A tumultuous few days
just starting to heal
then you pick up again
and I start to reel
I need silence
and a time to think
or else my heart
will surely sink

Into oblivion
Where I will stay
drowning in the flood
of your verbal fray
Until that moment
of exquisite madness
when I will surely die
of this terminal sadness


Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

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  7 comments for “Madness

  1. November 26, 2018 at 2:24 am

    Exceptionally penned. Poignant and beautiful.

    • Christine Bolton
      November 26, 2018 at 8:27 am

      Thank you so much Dorinda. That means a lot to me 🙂💕

      • November 26, 2018 at 12:00 pm

        You’re very welcome <3

  2. November 25, 2018 at 3:25 pm

    And the good news is I don’t think dying of sadness is an actual physical possibility, no matter how much it might feel like it. Chin up!!

    • Christine Bolton
      November 25, 2018 at 4:48 pm

      You’re sweet … and right! 🙂❤️

  3. November 25, 2018 at 2:10 pm

    Love “exquisite sadness!”😔

    • Christine Bolton
      November 25, 2018 at 2:13 pm

      Thank you my friend 💕

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