And yet again my life was changed
As our feet stood in a circle
She asked us what we were
struggling with and the first thing
to come to mind was
fear
But I didn't want to say it
Because I didn't want to be judged
But then it hit me
That was my fear talking
And with that
It was done
YOU ARE READING
Severed Silence
PoetryPoetry~ the art of rhythmical composition, written or spoken, for exciting pleasure by beautiful, imaginative, or elevated thoughts. ie. Talking about a special thing in a special way And these things are special My goal is to write at least one poe...
