To borrow from Langston Hughes -
"Life for me ain't been no crystal stair."
A hard life makes one
wary
skeptical
apprehensive.
Not to mention, writing leaves me
raw
exposed
vulnerable.
So I ran - breakneck speed
from HP
from FB
from life.
Back to the solitude of my hide away
in the country....
and my own mind.
never to be heard from again,
or so I thought.
For the first time in my life
I may have gotten lucky.
A friend cared enough to point out
my misstep.
I let fear get the better of me...
I can't make any guarantees, but
I will try to be stronger.
I hope you all will forgive me for this redundancy but- I may re-post some of my past things ....