Cockroach

I saw a cockroach and it felt like the most terrifying thing ever.

It wasn’t particularly large, it wasn’t poisonous and it wouldn’t bite.
But I was wholeheartedly afraid.

Someone uninvited had come into my space.
Someone I so desperately wanted to leave.
But I didn’t have the courage to kick him out.

I couldn’t stop the fear.
I couldn’t stop the tears.
Even once he was gone,
I still felt broken.

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