She sits
Arms crossed hugging her knees
Heart racing
Chasing her nightmares away
Fear grips her
She is so vulnerable
Waiting, just waiting and watching
Will the memories ever end?
Her vulnerability is showing
Its written all over her face
Her eyes glaze over
They have a haunted look in them
She is haunted
By terrible things
She has felt and seen
Can she be vulnerable?
Can she speak of these things to her therapist?
She hopes
Hope keeps her afloat
In this vulnerable state
She cant do anything
Only sit
And wait
And wait…
For this to pass…
https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2019/04/27/weekend-writing-prompt-103-vulnerable/
A gripping feeling… that wait can be daunting. Well done, Carol.
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Thanks! It is! Very daunting! ❤
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You’re welcome. ❤
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❤ ❤
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Excellent poetry, Carol Anne. It’s just a shame that you are feeling all these feelings personally.
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I know. Really wish I wasn’t feeling so bad tonight 🙏😍
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Fix yourself a cup of tea, and side track your mind… Take in some funny memes or read. I hope this feeling passes soon.
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