For more than one year
I’d not acknowledged the doors
Now I see there are 6
Now I shut them behind me
Close off the world and
separate me from you
Now there are barriers in
our home
Borders
Lines in the sand
Energy spaces
Thirsty spaces
Now even you use the
doors too
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Thanks for sharing this poem. I could really relate to it. It is my experience also.
Thank you for commenting Angie–hang in there 🙂
Hello Terah nice post.It’s great to find another aspiring writer! What genre are you interested in writing?
Thanks Cyril
Hi Cyril,
I write memoir and memoir-poetry teehee 🙂
For now. Will check out your writing again!
Thats nice…good work Terah..
For some reason it’s not “liking” for me. Even I close the door to get some me time…. I’m bummed I won’t be seeing you … or anyone. I really could use a visit back home. Xo
What if YOU did go on your vacay still and you’re hubby worked huh huh?
I like this work. I can relate to this poem.
Excellent 🙂