My Only Crutch

The last stand

Holding myself up

With a crutch she had made for me

Some time ago

 

She took it from me suddenly

Without a moments notice

Cracking it in two

 

While I crumpled to the ground

Sobbing away on the floor

Unable to walk, no more

Author: Jack Bennett

Born in Torbay, living in Bristol. One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s