The river rages on and on.

I am defenseless to stop it,

and the insanity is so strong.

My feelings are as though,

the nerve endings

all over my body

are exposed.

I carry my heart on my sleeve.

I am fragile inside.

The only explanation

that I can find – is grief.

I am grieving.

That is what I have been experiencing.

Where did it come from, and why?

No one has died,

so why do I cry?

These feelings have me baffled,

I am starting to feel kind of rattled.

I can’t heal if I don’t know what has caused this.

How do I go about finding out,

the truth about this mystery?

The last couple of years

have been quite hard,

with the shed of many tears.

Could this be post-traumatic stress?

Insecurity has become a friend.

I want so much for this to end.

It has been hidden

beneath the heavy weight

of my subconscious mind.

My thoughts can tease it out at will

causing it to feel so surreal.

My spirit has taken a heavy blow,

and surprisingly, the damages do not show.

I am going to take some time,

doing my very best,

to recover my nest,

and take things in jest.

I want to get to know myself again,

and who I really am.

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