Monday, March 23, 2020

I’m so sorry for my delay, my loves,
Grave matters kept me away. 
Apologies for my tardy oding, my loves,
For the world hangs heavy today. 
The ache in my chest held me still, my loves,
And the terror silenced my hope to say
That I need you all so deeply, my loves,
To help keep my demons at bay. 
I grow weary of fighting them off, my loves,
As this sickness leads nerve astray.
And I fear my fear spreads within, my loves, 
Winding thickly around my DNA.
So please forgive me the time to repeat, my loves,
I’m okay. I’m okay. I’m okay...

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