Alone Again

Terrible thoughts are swarming through my mind like jet black ravens. Weaving around each other, waiting their turn to swoop in and jab me with beaks as sharp as razor blades. And I’m frozen in place. My feet are planted here by some invisible force of nature. I’m taking each stab and cut without batting an eyelash. Because I can’t feel it right now. I know I will. It’ll come like a tidal wave. And I can stand tall and hold my ground or be washed out with the water.


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