I have written one hundred poems
About my trauma.
A terrible drama!
It happened after I became a momma,
While I was dressed in my pajama.
My heart shivers
From the thought of sharing.
I feel it’s too daring.
For me it’s heart tearing,
So from others I should be sparing.
Inside, my experiences are turbulent
Like the waters of a deep river.
Can poems even deliver
The wounds of a loving giver?
Words inside me constantly quiver.