People this Carona stuff got to me today. I wrote this when I was, as my mom would say, “lower than a snake’s front belt buckle.”
You were created. Your creation fuels fear.
The powers that be want some of us out of here.
My stomach is in knots. Confined in my home.
The anger I feel knows I’m not alone.
The TV and radio infiltrating my head
Wondering and thinking. “Better off dead.”
We cannot touch each other. I feel so alone.
C’mon carona. Throw me a bone.
Motivation is loosing steam.
I keep hoping this all is a dream.
But it’s not.
It’s way too mean.
Don’t worry, I have my mental health in check. My man Steve helps me with that. It is amazing what a hug can do. Which brings me to the realization that some of you may not have someone to hug right now, and you may feel even more isolated with this quarantine. I am so sorry. Please accept a cyber 🤗 hug from me. I have been where you are and the best recommendation is to reach out to others by phone or electronically. It has its problems but social media to the rescue. I know it isn’t the same as human touch, but it is better than shutting yourself off from all of us.
If you want to, please share helpful tips on dealing with Carona and its affects. What are you doing to find any sense of peace, love and happiness? ☮️ ❤️😃