Broken Glass

 

You know how a glass slips and everything shatters?

Then for days or even weeks, it's like tiny unseen shards pop up. Randomly hurting you. 

Or even worse. The shards become embedded in your skin. Part of you

So every time you reach for someone, you risk hurting them or yourself even more.

Do you just stop reaching? Do you close yourself off from everybody?

Or do you risk permanent damage digging out the broken glass carelessly?

That's what trauma is. 

Well what it feels like. 

So you sit with this pain, a pain that stays with you for so long that it begins to fade. Like it's always been there. It becomes familiar. 

And when someone attempts to hold your hand, not knowing how many tiny shards of glass it holds, do you just let them? With no warning? 

Do you even feel the need to warn them of something that is so...normal? Something you're so used to that you don't even realize you're supposed to warn them?

And what happens when they awaken the pain again? Do you lash out at them for "causing" you pain? Do you snatch your hand away to stay in denial?

Or do you let them

Hold your hand

Thru all the pain and discomfort

While you pull out the shards one by one

Together and alone?