Crisis

It’s like a snake shedding
Its skin, seeing into the light
After a whole lifetime
In the dark.

It is as if I’ve been stung
By an entire hive of bees,
But only now several hours
On do I feel the sting.
Is it shock?

I felt comforted for so long,
So swaddled and safe,
But now that comfort blanket
Is gone and I feel numb.
Will the pain soon set in,
Will I feel the warmth of love
On my skin?

I just don’t know,
I suppose this is crisis.

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