My apologies to my poetess and poet friends
I know I’ve stopped reading your feelings
Since my roommate has passed and I’ve moved in with my sister,brother in-law and niece(family)
It hasn’t been the best ideal living situation for me
My days are riddled with triggers that cause me to have flashbacks of violent things I’ve witnessed as I was growing up
And they come so fast and they’re very vivid
I often go out with nowhere to go just to get away.
W.J.G.🕊