MY BLACK COAT

My Black Coat


Where has my coat of colours gone?
Gone to a space with my happiness and my love.
I search and search but can not find, any colours in my mind.
I'm feeling numb and cold and shocked.... in limbo my emotions locked.


And in the corner of the room, a big black coat of doom................. doom doom.
It mocks and frightens me I think, that this black coat my only link..... to where I am inside and out.
I want to howl, I want to shout, but keep it in …........am terrified I feel a part of me has died.


A year has past I don't know how.....................in the house alone, just now,
my heart is aching, I rub my chest to ease this massive pain........I guess
and slowly tears being to fall, I am shouting out his name........... I call
I reach out for the big black coat and wrap it round me........... and I fall
Into the depths of my despair, I scream and howl it isn't right it isn't fair.


I wear the black coat all the time and slowly I accept  it is mine
some days its heavy....................some days light but with this coat I  no longer fight.
I wear my coat with pride you see because it is a part of me.


The years roll by and life moves on where has my coat of colours gone?
I close my eyes and then I see, the colours are in memories
My coloured coat was always there, I couldn't see it …..........was unaware
and so I look back and forward too, making memories anew for others when my time is done

Whatever coat I choose to wear.



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