my body, my heart,
through the eyes of
Pain and Fear
not much is clear.
Trying to Survive
get through another day,
trying to be
Strong
when all I really long
is to be held,
sat with, through
whatever storms
that surround me.
Through the pouring rains
of tears, the
blustery winds and thunder
of anger and frustration,
the fear that fills the sky
with lightning strikes.
To know there is safety
comfort
no matter
the storms that lay ahead.
To Breathe...Deep
into my core
and Trust that
when the Final Storm
with its Ferocious
Destruction
is staring me down-
I will be okay...
even in my demise...
because I will know,
through to the end-
I am not alone.
by Sharon H.
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