by Selena_Kitt
...at my insides with sharp little claws of recognition.
Beautifully written. Thank you, kiss, Anna
Insights to a tortured soul,
Alone, not sure how things will turn out.
This one's nicely done;
Again, one of the rare, better 'Alone' poems.
Someone with so much love to give ~ yet to fragile in spirit to be able to give it.
Yes...this is a good one...you captured it right away.., the daddy/god thing...the accidental mother thing, all of it and the feral bit also, yes...the need to burrow into a protective safety...
Amicus...