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pressed tight

Posted on by Jeanne

Depression. And it’s accomplice, anxiety, arrived today. On horseback.

Out of the blue and bare-naked. Desperate to scare me. Both hoping to seduce.

I had ran away once. Appears now it will be twice.

Glanced to the side. Saw the consequences coming from a ways. It had to be more than a mile.

It was the voices that trapped my imagination. I trembled.

They brought shovels. Dug me a grave. Knew how weak i was and their plans overcame.

I gave in to their demands. Was there ever a chance?

Remember, neither proposed. They married you without consent.

Some day i will wake up.

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9 thoughts on “pressed tight”

  4. I love your prose, it is so powerful 🙂 maybe I just love prose a little bit more I don’t know 😂🙈
    But you are a good runner! U can 💕 and bye bye anxiety 👀✈️🚀

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