Collective fear

I feared the words He spoke were truth Of me About me In spite of me Because He knew me Because I let him Because I wanted him to Like none other Before or after Deeper Better To the core Then left to wonder If he knew me At all © jillterry

He left her

He left her hanging A Monet with no River Seine He left her barren An open book with no pages He left her questioning A riddle with no answer He left her doubting The truth of her very existence He left her incomplete Energy work only half started He left her drowning Gasping for breathContinue reading “He left her”