The reciprocated stare
Leaping over my self created obstacle
I found myself Naked
Standing in the corner of my bedroom; a bemused girl who had just wet her bed.
Or was I in the asylum of my head, frightened of myself!
What was it about the bed that shared the reciprocated stare!?
Defenceless and honest…
I took a deep breath as I grasped for my liberation.
I was me, simply me!