Afraid of her own shadow
she huddles herself in a Coner,
Scared of her own emotions
She Braces for the Coming floods,
Waves of emotions making crushing motions,
She Can’t hold them any Longer,
She let’s them flow freely,
rivers of tears Sweeping her sanity with them,
She reckless falls on her bed
bitting the pillow she Screams,
Anger,
more anger,
Confusion
A fusion of feelings forming a dark cloud around her,
She let’s it drain her,
She lets it drain out of her,
She is Calming down, still panting
She feels partly departed from that dreadful horror, though
She’s still learning to trust her own Company
trusting the thoughts inside her mind,
One day at a time,She knows
She left the rest for time,
She often heard her Therapist Say:
“A Single Step Marks
a thousand Miles Journey”
Poet Rays?.
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