Existence Stories

There is a real woman inside of me She is bursting at the seams to be released I go about my day almost robot-like Doing, doing, doing, but never really feeling A shell of what I used to be, half the woman that I was Please hurry, find me soon. I see my life like I am living above my body I watch all around me....waiting for your arrival I plaster on my face of contentment and again go about my day As you linger there in...