FIGHT OR FLIGHTA Poem by HelenaWritten for Tovli's 10 Word Picture Inspiration
Gone my facade when I see the black art blots... this morning reality is caste before my eyes into to the trap, sprung... my naked thoughts laid bare a crack in my psyche withers images fight or flight emotions appear strong but tissue thin as I open a pandora's box I slip into the consciousness of now and caste away the then that consume our sessions lately "What do you see, you ask again"
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(c) Helena 2008
© 2008 HelenaAuthor's Note
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