a fallen bookshelf

You felt like a tsunami

Endless terror,

Crashing waves,

And a whole lot of hurt.

A fallen bookshelf

debris scattered the floor

photographs that can't be ripped small enough to get those faces out of your mind

and you never felt that kind of rage.

IT seems like the tide has settled

only to pull you back down again

And the regenerated-you tries her best to assess the damage

Because you will never forget the person you once were.

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