inside me deeply troubled
a tumultous wind is building threatening my foundation
as my sorrow grows the storm gets stronger
sheltering within my sullen
painful, but it stands proud
when I withdraw here, no one gets in
hunkered down until the feelings stop overwhelming
and I do something foolish
too evident are my emotions
a vulnerable target tangled in the games people play
where people are disposable
we aren’t taught to love
we are instead shown how to consume
then throw away what you no longer treasure
fables and fairytales, is someone perfect
there are concessions no matter who you are and who you love








Passionately penned, Brenda. Another amazing write full of layers my friend. Nicely done as always. Appreciate you.
Damian
thank you graciously for supporting me in my thoughts ❤️