A World Away Haiku

Real Thoughts of A Young Woman At a Time of War

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It’s what we need most,
But we can’t accept it.
Stuck drowning alone.
A hand reaches out,
Brushing against our leg
We push it away.
Help is scary…
Scarier than staying alone.
A loving hand is the enemy.
Why would you want us?
We are broken souls.

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I know it’s been forever, but I’ll be back soon! My friend and I will be jump starting it with drunk poetry next week. I promise to post it all!