Seal In French Poem by Ros Venn

Don't ask me how I feel,
Unless you really mean it,
I'll just grit my teeth and spiel,
And smile saying good shit,

Notice something is wrong,
Let's just play pretend,
And I'll sing you a song,
All about rainbows with no end,

You don't want to know,
That I am really struggling,
You would rather show,
Compassion when juggling,

You only see the straw,
The one that broke,
Heaviness is the flaw,
Camel's back, it croaked.

To do so much, to ask so little,
Darkness seen in my future,
Complaining might seem brittle,
Threats I see like a creature


Don't offer your help to me,
I don't need it,
You cannot help me you see,
I do not want it,

The land will be bleak,
It will be barren waste,
Demons that will seek,
Our blood they taste

I can see the enemies,
You don't want to talk about,
More and more just like fleas
Each ready to give a clout

I see with fire behind my eyes,
At night I close them, it still burns,
Can't sleep, thoughts buzzing like flies,
Home no longer feels safe, it churns,

Restless, my eyes are sleep's fighter
Till the sun comes up, it's surreal,
New day doesn't feel brighter,
Don't ask me how I feel,