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  my liberation.

I was me, simply me!

Olga  02/07/2016