I Saw a Woman Today

I saw a woman today

She looked fragile, like a dandelion

Like she could give out and blow away at the slightest gust of wind- a whisper if you would

I made the mistake of looking at her orbs

So dark, so sad, so painful

They were puffy, tired.

It was like they couldn't see anymore, for it was too much work.

Those brown, deep gateways to the soul tried

They tried to put the fords up- to keep people out

Preventing anyone from seeing her demons, but they failed

I saw everything

I saw the pain

I saw the trauma resulting from years and years of words

They started small, a few comments here and there

Then bam

The words attacked her , scarred her into oblivion.

She couldn't escape for the constant fear of a gust of words attacking her fragile dandelion self was overbearing

I wanted to hug her, to help her, but I too was in fear.

I feared I wasn't strong enough to stop the wind.

I had my own wind attacking me, could I help her with hers?

I realized then that it wasn't a question, I can and will help my mother.