Written the same day as "Courage". I guess you can tell that I am struggling a bit with this whole process.
Vulnerable
Childhood memories leave me
Carelessly
open to attack.
Any word, any act may completely
Topple my
façade.
Nearly paralyzed with fear
Breathing
becomes an overt process.
I search and scan for
Any sign of
kindred help.
Will someone ease my great distress
In a
gentle, cocoon-like sign?
Or will I be subjected further yet
And succumb
to all this anxiety?
Herein lies the true test of
Friendship,
loyalty, and kindness.
(2-16-16)
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