Locking and leaning against the bathroom door
Sliding down in time with the streaming tears
Collapsing into a heap as the pain becomes too much
Feeling the need to tell someone
A silence takes over
Shame.
Fractured.
Violated.
Broken.
Life thrown into disarray
Tears forthcoming…
Will this ever stop?
How to cope?
Triggers and reactions cause a rift…
Alone.
Agony.
Alienated.
November 2, 2015
November 8th, 2015 at 2:01 pm
Amazingly powerful writing.
I absolutely love this one!!!
Aunt Janet and Uncle Charlie