Anguish

fists clenched tight
eyes glazed over
clawing at the air
Fighting the fear
That grips me
stomach flip flops
I’m in so much turmoil
agony, anguish
I bet for morning to come quick

Author: Carol anne

I am 40 years young. I'm blind and I have dissociative identity disorder, I also have complex PTSD. I blog about my life with these disorders. I live in Ireland.

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