Suzanne 1n 1957
As I look around
and feel this world close in on me, ……………………………………………………………………. I
know that no one else could be as miserable as me…………………………………………………………………..
The world is gone but I all alone must remain insanity just the same …………………………………………. Hoping
and trying my best to make my life end instead my log-suffering remains………………………..
Why cannot the Psychologists know
and help me live to be separated from all this?..................... With my husband and two
boys a normal family life, true happiness resides. …………………………… With friends where fun dwells and the air
swells with laughter………………………………………………….. Continues
on to resonate the bells of church towers…………………………………………………………………..
e and breathe the damp dull air and
look around and only see the world close in on me………….. And
only see ugly objects standing steadily always unconcerned not caring least of all about me. The days pass on, on
and on, but not my mood in my home on Denver’s street………………………….. The long not forgotten
misery that has turned to sad memories for me……………………………………….
To be continued…
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