Tag: mental-health
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Ayrshire Rain
Ayrshire rain, Steady, Reliable. I’d miss it if it wasn’t there, I’m sure I would. On a cold winter’s night, Falling against the window, Like knocking on the door. Pulling up the duvet, “Leave it out there, Come to bed, baby.” Or in the summer,…
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Flying
I’m sure I stood here before, in another life.On this stage, back to the drums, these shoes on the hardwood floor, singing this song like it was all I was, all I had.The drums keep the beat like my pulse. I’m thinking of the room…
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Smile
Smile motherfucker.You are alive.You are travelling.In this moment. Lucky man. Life is messy.Real, Human.Imperfect.Like me.Like you. Smile motherfucker. You are alive. © Paul Andrew Sneddon
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Lungs
I woke up one night; I couldn’t breathe.Taste of blood in my mouth, my lung clawing out.I opened the thin windows, tried to jam my face through it.Blue inhaler.Red inhaler.Round and round. I was gasping, sweating. Give me oxygen.Give me life. I felt like a…
