never letting go
I was caught crying again
perfectly sober and stunned
perhaps wounded by stray bullets
kicking up dirt all along the fault line
I swear I never met her
this young woman in my arms
unable to speak due to fright
needing more attention than I could give
peace resides not in chaos
body and mind self-protecting
inner instincts kicked into full gear
frantically searching for makeshift havens
they pried her out of my arms
transporting her to safety
red lights flashing and pulsating
screaming hysterically in desert night
october two thousand seventeen
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No words, no words…..
yes they are certainly hard to come by
This is a nightmarish situation… This is not coming to anything good.
No it certainly is not.
thank you Bonnie
So sad and heartbreaking
thank you for sharing your thoughts on this piece
perhaps she is screaming because she doesn’t want to go….wonderfully woven, a short story.
yes, perhaps – thanks so much for commenting on this piece.
Fantastically written. So moving.
Thank you very much, Kanika.
Beautifully written, John, but a little too vivid. 😦
thank you, Lauren, and I wish it not to be