Sunday 15 June 2014

Help

I prefer to help myself
To provide my own
Safe space
Soft landing
Comforted by loneliness
I am free
In my solitude
To scream
Keen
Shed tears
Not fit for company
Hugs never hurt
But my healing
Is done alone
A private dance
To grief's tune

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