Locked Doors by Susie Sweetland

Lately, I feel

flawed.

 

That things are

harder for me

then they should be,

or would be

for another

woman.

 

That the way

I feel is wrong.

I am wrong,

and therefore

damaged.

 

As ridiculous as it is

I keep coming back to

the unfairness of it.

 

What a pointless,

silly thought

I tell myself.

 

To think that

anything would be fair.

 

There is a soft, gentle

sky tonight and I feel safe

within my locked doors,

but with windows open

just enough to let

a little air in.

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Jeremiah Walton

Jeremiah Walton is wary of writing a bio.

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