She awakes. Still feels tired.
Another day of dread and fear.
The sun shines, the birds sing.
This doesn't fool her.
She rises. Feeling dizzy, heart pounding.
This constant stress keeps her on edge.
She has no idea why?
It's overwhelming and isolating.
She tries. Tries to remember to breathe.
Tries to concentrate, but really she's waiting,
Waiting for something bad to happen.
She feels. Feels sick, she's sweating.
This constant feeling of drowning
Makes her mind go blank.
Exhaustion hits her.
She needs to be alone,
Yet craves someone to reach out to her,
They think she is moody, has attitude.
But she is still their little girl.
Copyright © Elizabeth Kinch | Year Posted 2017