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Don't Turn Around...

You No Longer Live There!

By J.W. BairdPublished 3 months ago 2 min read
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I hear a voice

It's from inside my head

The soft whisper

Don't Turn Around

I can feel my lungs freeze

I choke as if I am out of breath

I hear another soft whisper

Don't Turn Around

I swallow the lump still stuck in my throat

I close my eyes

Then hear another soft whisper

Don't Turn Around

I take a step into the light

And then another trying to escape what is behind me

And then the whisper gets louder

Don't Turn Around

I begin to walk faster

Then I sprint into a run

The whisper gets even louder

Don't Turn Around

It was a new day

A new dawn

I felt as if I had emerged from a cocoon

A deep fog lifted

A slumber after a long winter ending

Now awoke

Awake and Dreaming

I hear the slightest whisper in the wind

Don't turn around

The sun is shining brighter than I have ever seen

I'm filled with a new essence

I feel alive, I feel free

The birds begin to sing

I look around and see flowers in bloom

It took a lot to get my mind to breakaway

And out of all the gloom

I hear my ancestors from above

Don't turn around

Then I begin to feel that horrible feeling once more

My chest pounds harder

My breath becomes shallow

My stomach a little weaker

The paranoia begins to set in

The doubts within my mind rushing in like waves crashing against the rocks on the shoreline

The fear overwhelms me

My mind screams

DON'T TURN AROUND

My eyes open once again just as the day breaks dawn

I'm blessed another day not to be 6 ft underneath the ground

My mind begins to hum a familiar reggae tune

I often listen to when I get the blues

And a little voice inside my head says

Don’t turn around

I drift away throughout the day

My destination is unknown

I try to find strength in this mediocre life

Not a moment that comes soon

And again I am reminded by that little voice inside my head

I repeat it back once more to myself underneath my breath

Don't Turn Around

Day turns to night I feel it watching me from afar

Slowly creeping in the shadows the darkness is on the prowl

Waiting to consume me and pull me from the light

Again that voice tries to reassure me

DON'T Turn Around

I close my eyes tight

Muster all my strength

I've always tried to out run it

But it always caught up to me in the past

I trip and stumble to the ground

I can feel it drawing closer and closer

I fear it's almost near

I begin to turn my head

Then stop

That little voice inside growing louder every year

A hush falls down and all around me

I take a deep look inside myself

And all I seem to hear

DON'T TURN AROUND... YOU NO LONGER LIVE THERE!!!

Mental Health

About the Creator

J.W. Baird

Who Am I?

I keep asking myself. I spent half of my life as a single mother. Pushing myself to be the strong independent individual that I have always been. My kids have grown and my life seems turned upside down.

I now search to find myself!

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    Written by J.W. Baird