Journey

by Laura

I'm on the verge of tears
What feels to be years
I think with a fright
Is there no end in sight
As the flashbacks come
Like bullets from a gun
Shooting me all over again
Like its day number one
Each morning I awake
with that familiar ache
Chest and stomach tight
The way it was last night
I heard you accept the love you think you deserve
My task at hand is now my worth
Through his sickness I have learned
A life of worthiness and self love is to be found
On that road I am bound
Dreadful feelings are part of the journey
A journey to where I awake
And accept only abundant love for my sake