Thu, 06/04/2015 - 00:53 -- linzyh
She sits there, thoughts swirling around her
A hurricane of hurt and pain
There's no escape. They follow everywhere.
Haunting and creeping through her daily life
No one can see what she does. The frightening images
The terrifying possibilities. The racing mind that never slows.
Everywhere she turns they follow right behind
Never to escape these thoughts, never to escape these feelings
This poem is about: 
My community
My country
Our world


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