I try to find words for what I feel everyday,
Blinding sunlight yet shrouded in clouds of gray.
My daughter,
Only two months of age,
My life,
My world,
My joy.
I peer out the windows of our home and am so terrified of what can take her away.
Anxiety, that's the name.
I fear everything,
The walls,
The creaking of my floor,
Even the whispers from the te...
Thursday 13th October 2016 8:00 am
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