Not today

Not today
not today.
That’s all she could say.

To the questions of dread.
Spinning round in her head.

No control over thoughts.
She felt so out of sorts.

Not today
not today.
It was all she could say.

The feelings of dread
through her body had spread.

She had doubts
and blackouts,
so many freakouts

Not today
not today.
Alone, from the fray
she would run away.

Find a space in her mind.
To herself be kind.

So the feelings that bind
her to herself enshrined.

She could cast off reborn
all the dark thoughts of scorn
that she would not morn
in their passing.

Not today.
Not today.