

HER SOBS
Abamba Hannah@hannahabamba597451
11 days ago
I sat across from her while she silently heaved
At the oblivion that I wouldn’t notice
She didn’t want to be perceived as weak
Yet she craved to be held in an embrace.
Thorn at how to make her feel safe and not needy
I let her dwell in for a little while
Then I spoke up
The sound of my voice reassuring rested softly on her ears
Then she turned towards me
Her tear-stricken face is now visible.
Not needing to hide any longer in herself.
There then I knew what or perceived the struggle
Of many just like her.


























9 days ago