Her Life…

…wasn’t meant to be like this, Trapped in the abyss! She tried to power through, Create life anew, For so long, too long, Now she’s disappeared; gone. Stress is the victor, Well and truly kicked her It’s claiming its toll: She’s shattered, no longer whole. Vulnerable, scared, fearful, Confused, overwhelmed, tearful.

Hero

I’m trying to find the hero in me. Trying to be strong. Trying to be brave. Trying to hold it together. Trying to float. But it is not working. I’m sinking. Lower than I’ve sank before. The hero has gone. All that is left is a scared, vulnerable, confused, emotional wreck. I am worried this…

The Opening

When there’s so much darkness closing in Just swerve around slowly You’ll find an opening A light will appear like an animal between the trees There you’ll find your pocket of peace Make a perfect circle, it’s all around you Put your mark on the map anywhere or nowhere It’s up to you, it’s not…

Kindness

Kindness. I have blogged about that a few times before. Kindness. My greatest strength. My greatest weakness. Even now, 20 months post bomb. Even now, with the divorce dragging on. Even now, after all the awful things that have been said. Even now, after having not seen our children for nearly two months. Even now,…