Watershed Moment Wearing his angerDrinking his madnessSlowly drowningClawing for breathDisappearing into blackness Baptism by fireHe had drawn her into his trapWillingly she had goneHigh on the rideThen it hit her like a thunderclap Her life blood slowly drainedby his negativityEscape was out of her grasp Until that watershed momentWhen she saw possibility Retrieving her lifePiece by pieceTaking a differentContinue reading “Watershed Moment”
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Poetry For Healing 