Black Dog Bite
I tried to explain how I feel
to someone I’d thought
Would comprehend what I meant.
But, all they said was,
‘I know what you mean,’ in that
way that suggests, it was far from
the truth..
I tried to explain how I feel
to a friend who walks the
Black Dog; who accused me
of trying to win a competition.
So, I tried to explain how I feel,
to the man who looks at me in
the mirror and he just smiled
saying, “You know what I mean.”
I tried to tall a friend that I needed
I needed to be heard: and she had
turned an ear to me and listened,
as few rarely do… and that Lady,
I consider, truly special.. as she did
what did what few rarely do.
And Now, as I write, to talk of the
dog’s bite, I tell myself that I will
lay myself bare, as I know that a
friend really wants me to share
what I know.. and I value their
friendship, even more than I had.
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