I’m sitting in a bubble.
It’s really very small.
I’m bent over double
Too close to the wall.
I’m sitting in a bubble.
Big bubbles all around.
They want to cause me trouble,
To make me run aground.
I’m sitting in a bubble.
How long can it last?
A tiny little nubble
Waiting for the blast.
Please don’t burst my bubble,
Don’t drop me through your sieve,
Don’t turn me into rubble.
I only want to live.
2 replies on “My Bubble”
Thanks for sharing this Miriam. Powerful words… And yes, a very different sort of bubble!
Thank you for reading it 🙂