I need a structure to my day
I need to know the words to say
I need a routine to the hours
I need the letters to write a prose
I need a frame I cannot cope
Without a structure or a rope
Something to hold on tight
Something to see me through the night
My mind is turmoiled I’m at sea
Floundering floundering
Please help me
Poems and Petals 
I can feel each word of this poem. It bleeds truth and my state of mind. *Sobs and hearts*
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Thank you for reading, all the best to you
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This poem amazes me. How do you capture exactly what I am feeling and thinking right now???
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Thank you for your comment. I hope you are okay?
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Yes, I am okay, but I fell and broke my hip which makes the entire “stay at home” bit both easier and harder. I live where we are under strict restrictions, San Francisco Bay Area.
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