Honey, horny or thorny
Bees stings and spikes boring deep
Into my flesh!
My night disturbed by nightly fears, my eyes
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wow! wow! wow! great poem, this is! first the the rhythm, then the thoughts and messages scattered in the line... it speaks for the often ignored victims and casualties... the physically and psychologically traumatized.. the unknown and unseen victims... may the find courage to speak and be healed...... another past comes calling... nightmare of unpleasant experiences... the event last longer than the real acts... this is something to be bothered about... post-trauma stress. good works, Stella!
This one is really good. I will for sure be reading more.