A poignant poem

All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth...and I got them. Aren't they gorgeous? So excited.

This week I have been to the gym! Shock horror, it's true though. And I even went by myself today i.e. not being dragged by the hair kicking and screaming by hubby, which is the normal way I get there. And, I actually quite (don't get excited - it says quite!) liked it. I plan to go back...before 2018. Exercise is good for your mental health as well as your waist. I'm working on both at the moment. Ha ha let's hope the mind health improves quicker than the waist health.

I'm trying to stick to a mind healthy diet too. That's food high in tryptophan - turkey, oats, eggs, nuts, seeds, fish, beans, dairy. All the foods I try to eat anyway. But hold on! where is the chocolate? Hey, don't worry dark chocolate is included. Phew. Our bodies convert tryptophan into serotonin - super!

Won't it be ironic if I can lose weight trying to fix my head? At the moment I feel miserable because I'm fat, and I eat because I'm miserable. What is that all about eh? Crazy or what?

Anyway I've written a poem and I thought I'd share it with you. It's comfortingly dour! I hope you all like it. I have so many readers now it's amazing. Thank you for reading every week, and keep sharing.



I look in the mirror, but who do I see?
The girl looking back has no resemblance to me.

She smiles at me broadly, but it's masking a lie
Her eyes look so sad and she's starting to cry.

She sits in the corner and whispers a pray.
Will it be heard by someone not there?

She hides it inside her, this feeling so dark.
Though she fears it's a badge like a facial birthmark.

The pain in her heart confirms she's not dead.
She goes over and over the words that were said.

Her tears are now rolling, I brush them away.
I don't want to go but I don't want to stay.

My thoughts as I leave her, I'm sure you'll agree
I'm sorry she's hurting but I'm glad she's not me.


Now no one is to get their knickers in a twist. This is simply poetry, I like to think a work of art ha ha. I just thought it was quite good and wanted to share. Do not over think it xx


Do not give your past the power to dictate your future.