Poem -

Am I nearly there yet?

Am I nearly there yet?

Uncertainty 
tied knots inside 
The entire inside 

Fear
activating the nerves 
spasms all over 

Apprehension 
clouded mind
clouded sight 

To the outside world 
shes fine. 
her body knows she is struggling

To keep back the tears, the fear -  the judgement she hears. confusion, how did I get here? 

What did I do to deserve this this. 

All I did was try. 

I am trying.  
 

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linda lank

Hi your poem caught my attention nice write keep writing Linda

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Punzy

Thank you Linda ⭐⭐⭐

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Jim "The Lad" ....

Thank you for bringing light to silent sufferers! nice write!.......................Jim

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Punzy

Many thanks Jim.. nothing brings me more joy than seeing a connection with my readers 😌

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Being Me

Oh what a write!  I can relate to this ... totally.  Hugs x

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Punzy

Big hug! 😊

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Yiyan Han

It's a heartfelt one, and well presented. The insecurity is the word that comes to my mind. God is the Plough to guide any stray sheep to find way home.

You're very talented - a song rings in my ears "Don't cry for me ... the truth is ..."

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Punzy

*Googles lyrics*

Lovely feedback, thank you so much! 

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