Normal – March 21, 2019

Grief, life, poetry 1 Minute

I’m not objective.

how could I be?

Always my own cheerleader.

Everything’s great, 

I’ve got this, 

No problem.

Fake it till you break it.

Sit down, 

strap up, and 

hold on.

It’s not…

You don’t…

you’re hurt…

It’s ok, the good news is, 

You’re normal.

Published by Doree

Grief Out Loud. Art. Life

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