"He was in a car accident"
I could feel my stomach plummet through the floorboard of my car
"Head on" I heard him say next and for a second my heart stopped beating
Luckily he was okay and the blinding fear and panic inside my body settled to a dull shake in the hands
"Good, good I'm glad he's okay"
For a second I thought I had lost you
Even though we don't speak anymore
Losing you
Would kill me
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With Shaking Hands
PoetryWith shaking hands is a collection of poetry I've created over the span of three years, here you'll find poems about, love, loss, growth, recovery. May you find a safe space here, may you find peace here.
