Space

I need space?
Space to read
Space to laugh
Space to breath
Space to dance

I need space?
Or so they say
But when it comes
It’s cold
It’s grey
Uncomely

I need space?
Space, space, space
I don’t know
If I want it
But so it seems
I must
Abide it

I need space?
To toil?
To think?
To waste?
To expand?
To dream?
To swim?
To cook?
To bath?

I need space?
But it is lonely
Space
Without you

I need the space
Right here
Holding hands
Standing tall
Besides you

Published by MarbellysB

Living life with Stage IV incurable Neuroendocrine cancer. A widow at the age of 43, I often don't feel grown up or wise enough to bring up my three children. I think we are growing up together. I run for fun, fitness and fundraising.

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