I had to talk to someone.
not my family or a friend.
someone with a lot of smarts
and understanding.
even a little caring.
someone who wont tell a soul.
and today
I talked to my new psychiatrist
at first I was afraid. because
I waited all these years
I though they would take my
kids away...I've been. righting
in my poem book.
hoping it would help.
it was working
But i needed someone
I could talk with
and to day it was ok..
Thank you Jesus
.
©sallymae
S