Brain is tight. Leg is dumb. Want to play, Want to run. Have to find a different way. Pushing through, As I hold it in. Deepening the burden, That’s burying me. A secret kept. My life cut short, But I’m still living.
Tag: live
Cloaked – May 14, 2019
This family, Is not mine Un-included Far away Distant thought Touches down Separate the pain Packed into boxes The picture drawn Delicate Rage placed Just out of sight Between the lines Stippled over An artists piece Studied You’ll find me there Emotions checked Hiding inside The beauty drawn On the page In front of you.
Burden – October 9, 2018
Each and every one of us has the opportunity to be brave and stand up, be civil and listen up.
If There Is A God – February 17, 2019
My mom believed God would save her, At least welcome her. I believe, if there is a God, For her.
The Bud Pops – April 9, 2019
As the branch bends, The bud pops. I slide down each arm of life, Stopping. Breathing in it’s new beginning. The old stem has come back, alive. Once again Anew with joy Perky toward the sky. I linger Hoping It’s vitality Will seep into me. As the bud pops, I smell sweet life Fresh in … Continue reading The Bud Pops – April 9, 2019
Normal – April 9, 2019
Normal sucked me in, then spit me out. It tempted me With all its glory, It’s fun, And careless temper. The way it looked at me, And let me fall asleep at night. It took away my dreams. And everything in between. Then normal hit me square in the face What had happened, What it … Continue reading Normal – April 9, 2019
The Lonely Leaf – April 5, 2019
The lonely leaf tumbles by. Flittering through life Not knowing which answer to give, Or what emotion to display. Moving along at whatever pace the wind blows.
Grief by Death – March 25, 2019
This is death, followed by grief, And it’s ok. Buried, now awake, and strung out. Not myself, I don’t want to be. The sky opens each morning and night, And swallows my heart whole. Soaking in the sadness Perpetually overflowing. This is death, followed by grief, And it’s ok. Memories playing on repeat. Catch me … Continue reading Grief by Death – March 25, 2019
A Familiar Tap – January 11, 2018
The ebb and flow of where I live, Has taken its toll. Just when I have wrapped it up, and ready to throw it away. I feel the familiar tap on my shoulder. It’s on repeat, I understand. It’s there to remind me. Give me strength to forgive, move forward, accept what’s happened, and cry.
Life – 2017
I feel it loud and clear. The world speaks in sentences. I am yours. I am beautiful. I make noise, can you hear it? I am loud! I am a whisper in your ear. I am what you make me. I am hopeless. I see the good. I see the bad. I feel the pain. … Continue reading Life – 2017
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