Day 154

On Needing A Plumber

I knew it was coming
No one can go through trauma and truly forget
My brain is a leaky faucet
It started drip-drip-dripping slowly
Flashes of that night came and went
Drip drip
Drip drip
But now it’s a flood of details
The black night
The leaves in my hair
The dirt
The quiet
The fear
The utter shame
The lingering pain
I just need someone to stop the leak
So I can finally sleep again