Right now,
Curling into a ball
Would be good
If for no other reason
Than I don’t want to
Face the world
On my own.
There are those
Who’d stand with me
Facing those demons
Shoulder to my shoulder
Over coffee
If I would only ask.
And there are those
Who face the world alone
Fighting their demons
Square in the face,
Chins raised,
Eyes steady,
As I, too, have done
And will do again, alone.
But not this minute.
Right now, I just want
To curl into a small ball
And hide.
