She kids herself, thinking she has figured it out and has found the illusive thing hiding within her. That dark emotion that brings about so much pain. She becomes confident and drops her guard as she tricks herself into believing she can finally see it. But, fear continues to play hide and seek with her.
Every Friday write a poem, story or limerick of 55 words, no more, no lessAnd then report to the G-man!!
Hope you all have a super weekend!