Pretend,
Perhaps.
Just for a little while.
That I don’t suffer nightmares every night,
Dying in many of them.
Fantasize about freedom,
From our old traumas.
Set free from old chains.
Could we even imagine such a thing?
Being here,
Together.
Intimacy in release,
From burden.
Shared healing.
Can we?
Set Free From Old Chains.
