Perhaps this is what’s drawn me to writing.
I’m pulling out words from deep down inside
from a range of experiences and emotions,
some I desperately tried to hide.
You know as well as I,
parts of our lives can only stay
buried in the sand for so long.
Until the beach is flooded
by the tide.
I was lost out in the ocean,
drowning in my tears and hoping…
One day you’ll enjoy reading
the first collection of pieces
I’ve passed the time creating.
The thousands of words written
in these drawn out months that
we’ve all been waiting…
Waiting for your well needed rest
and your well deserved healing.
And soon we’ll all be together again,
it’s only a matter of time.
– a.nic
prompted by vulnerability
inspired by my Mom
