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A sad sigh
Escapes
From her lips.
As
She looks over
The numerous responses
To her poem
About coming out.
Questioning
Her eyes.
As if
She was seeing things
On the computer screen
Before her.
For years
Those
Around her
Been expressing
Their support.
Despite this
She's left feeling
Weird and uncomfortable
With this outpouring.
Almost like
She's waiting
For the other shoe
To drop.
And
The abuse
To start
Once more.
Even though
That part of her life
Is years away.
She can
Still feel
Its destructive echo
Within her soul.
Just wanting
To be normal
Like everyone else.
In being free
From this harmful baggage
Of her past.
And not
This emotional cripple
Who's breaking down
In a public library
Like a little baby.
Therisa © 2016
