Bubble – A Haiku

Written in response to #WotD Light as a featherBeautiful puddle of airFloats on by unseen

21/10/19

Dear diary. I woke up in a cold sweat, dreaming about the day Lee died again. I hate this time of year now. The flashbacks get worse the closer to the date I get and the meds dont stop it happening. It's been two years now and the trauma never leaves me. I can still...