I have been torn in half. My first family gone, the second built in its ruins. The “ungrateful” word bounces around my head. “spoiled little brat” slaps me in the face. I fight back. But, my mom died. Ripped in two. Split by my everyday thoughts. Thoughts that won’t stop knocking on my door. So … Continue reading Torn – January 30, 2018
Tag: love
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
My Protector – January 29, 2018
I try. My effort fails. You fail. You were not there. You left me by myself. You continue to leave me behind. I’ve waited for you for too long. I’ve finally stepped up to do the hard work. I no longer need you. I am grown, but my voice is still small. Scared to start … Continue reading My Protector – January 29, 2018
Attempts – January 29, 2018
I tried so hard…for you. I put my trust…in you. But now here I am, Right back where I started. Fighting so hard to feel whole. To feel the love through the anger. But you’ve imprisoned me in this space of perpetual conflict. Again, and again I reach out for you. It falls silently at … Continue reading Attempts – January 29, 2018
There All Along – January 20, 2018
I see now, she did try. She started sending it to me in droves, I compiled and neatly tucked it away, Not to understand the depth of what she was doing until she was gone. Her love and remembrances shout to me, Loud and clear! She didn’t forget. She remembered every day. She lived in … Continue reading There All Along – January 20, 2018
Take A Bite – January 12, 2018
I wish you would ask. Just one word. But you don’t, you haven’t, you won’t. You neglect the very thing that’s eating you alive.
RUMBLE – January 10, 2018
Finally, the lock is rusted and broken. The tears come like a freight train down my cheeks, loud and unstoppable. Cemented in my heart for what seemed to be always. Free to flow like a faucet. Sometimes or most times, they creep up on me. As they still hide in the dark. Waiting quietly for … Continue reading RUMBLE – January 10, 2018
Free – February 6, 2019
I feel most at home, alone amongst the trees. My mind wonders to thinking about life, and all that it is. Today I wonder where my mom felt most at home. Would she like to join me in silence listening to the leaves chatter in the wind. Would she want me to keep the precious … Continue reading Free – February 6, 2019
Oh Child – 2017
Oh child,Your mother is sick.We let you in, but hold you out.She’s going to die,But we won’t tell you.We’ll act the same,Except we know everything’s different. Oh child,We’ll build up walls around you,Keep you safe from the pending truth.If it’s only for a little while,Keep your world spinning smoothly.No need to worry yet, but your … Continue reading Oh Child – 2017