How Do You Fight Something You Can’t See?

This poem was inspired by a random stranger I met…so this is for them..but not about them, haha.

Broken and a finger on the trigger…

A poem.

This is a poem about spending most of your life with the same person and the connections that were made.

About Sleep Apnoea, which I have suffered from for nearly five years.

Neither joyous, wondrous nor horrible, there are those days we just have to go through.

Self-explanatory.