Systematic suturing of her emotional wounds
The pain of sewing the gash to her psyche was almost unbearable
It continued to throb years later, but the echoes of the horrific laceration kept getting weaker
They left the itch of wanting to see if she had healed enough yet
Cutting loose and pulling out each piece of mental floss
Her battle scar, now exposed, made her proud of not only surviving but healing
Abdi Mohammed
The Art of Prose and Poetry
self-publishing
Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.
We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive
With previous posting of "Our World" on Blogger
Sharing is Learning
AUTHOR
Random Stuff I Think You'll Like
Things I love, typically with people I love. Will likely be hiking, baking, and doing other things that make me happy.
The Official Home of Rolli - Author, Cartoonist and Songwriter
Wise. Witchy. Wonderful.
Story world
Never Short On Words 
Love the strength in this. 🙂