Defences dissolving
Worries subsiding
Edges softening
Skin tingling
Heart warming,
As I melt in your arms feeling
Your warm embrace
Your tender touch
Your strength, power and care
Seeping into my bones
Instilling me with love
Restoring anew.

Oh the power of suggestion
The strength of our connection
As your hug reaches out and touches me
Across the snow filled miles

Life long lacerations
Battle won scars
Deep emotional trauma
Invisible yet touch tender,
All painfully gotten
Along this journey called life,
Ultra sensitive to a
Word out of context, a
Certain tone of voice
Leads to misinterpretation
Crossed lines
Lashing out
Barbed comments
Prickly words
Flashes of anger,
Admittedly
From a place of pain,
Yet repeatedly
Time after time
Bit by bit,
Understandably
Leads to withdrawal
Drawbridge hoisted up
Kept at arms bay
And the biggest fear of all,
Disconnection,
Though the opposite is what I crave most,
But there’s no one else to blame now
For I am the cause
The symptom
The trigger
The wounds red raw
And those barbs a ******
For trauma has a way of hanging around
Leaving its entrails behind

In so many ways I’m flying
My life is picking up
And starting to flow.
But in other ways
I still feel
I keep ******* up,
I’m missing that vital ingredient
That will slot everything into place.
Perhaps something
In all the pain and torment I went through
Has been irreparably damaged
And can never be repaired
Leaving me bereft
And forever set apart.