There is this little piece Deep inside That sits and waits, Broken. My whole life Too busy pretending I’m okay To notice It was there The entire time. Sitting and waiting, Exploding. Into tears, Raging. Most days I feel it, I know it’s there, I can swerve out of the way, But it always finds … Continue reading I Sit and Wait – October 23, 2019
The energy spewed, Spit across the room. Spattered, Exerting an electricity, Contagious. Passing from generation to generation Gaining strength as it travels, Further from the epicenter of its origin. Leaving a trail of tears, frozen. No longer knowing why, But—-just—is.