Hope
Dare I chance a hope?
I'm choking as this fear crawls slowly from my throat
Ripped from inside my heart where it was held, protected, by sadness and tragedy
This fear ... to feel again
To open myself and share ... me
Its claws insistent, raking my soul
Opening that old wound and bringing fresh blood
And tears ... astringent, refreshing
I feel
Dare I?
15 April 2018