April 12, 2015
As I wake some mornings,
there is that moment before fully being aware
and I think to myself,
“What a nightmare….”
and then;
as my mind is brutally brought back to reality,
I open my eyes.
Tears begin to flow,
and again sadness
is replaced by anger.
Angry for many reasons
most don’t make sense anymore
the angry “Whys” that fill my heart,
make me pull the covers over my head;
The tension in my body to hold back the screams
not wanting to give in
to the reality
doing this alone makes
me very angry.
Babs Work In Progress 