Where Does She Find Comfort
Where does she find comfort; if not within the warmth and security of her lover’s arms or
the solace within her bedroom walls, where does she find comfort? When the pain in her
heart is too great for her to bear who else can she turn to?
Unconsciousness is her last resort. The black reassuring darkness of nothing, no thought,
no feeling, no worries or wonders. Just peace, relief from life and all the aching agony this world has to offer.
She will sleep and sleep and sleep just until her mind can recover, just until she can face
the throbbing tenderness that consumes her; she lets her mind drift, she lets her heart
sleep. Come tomorrow she will be ready to face the world again.
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