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Lockdown
Sound, scrapes silence
behind, layers of gray,
Gracefully moving, sweeping
the face, at halfpast
Dust collects on disheveled
brow, wiped by stained
cotton layers that
prespire
I see a vacant world
that is idle
even the wind breathes
a vacant sigh
Where happiness is not
necessary for survival
Only to smile and comply
I find myself alone
holding hands
with chaos
behind, layers of gray,
Gracefully moving, sweeping
the face, at halfpast
Dust collects on disheveled
brow, wiped by stained
cotton layers that
prespire
I see a vacant world
that is idle
even the wind breathes
a vacant sigh
Where happiness is not
necessary for survival
Only to smile and comply
I find myself alone
holding hands
with chaos
Published 9th Oct 2020
Author's Note
The effects of lockdown and the increased stress on mental health
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9th Oct 2020 8:40am
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9th Oct 2020 1:12pm
9th Oct 2020 3:17pm
Dear V,
The feeling of desolation and isolation and fear. This is a spectacular description of that turmoil amidst the chaos of conflicting information and all the political fighting. Very few took actual note of the fallout for we who had to fall in line or else. Wonderfully written. H🌷
The feeling of desolation and isolation and fear. This is a spectacular description of that turmoil amidst the chaos of conflicting information and all the political fighting. Very few took actual note of the fallout for we who had to fall in line or else. Wonderfully written. H🌷
9th Oct 2020 3:43pm
9th Oct 2020 5:27pm
Lockdown does suck. But you get through this, because I believe in you. Keep on writing.
