Writing

In my head their voices all get mushed together

I feel like they're going to keep on asking me questions forever

My breathing gets faster and my eyes dart around the room

I just want to leave but I know it’s too soon

Get angry at me not at them  

They can't handle it- I know I can 

I face vicious words every day 

I just don’t want anyone else to feel my pain 

I think I’m ok, for now anyway 

Every snowflake falls from the sky,

They dance merrily in the wind, as they fly,

And I see each snowflake, and I wonder why?

Why are they so different? As they come down from sky high.

& the trees outside stand like arrows

in the winter morning, stiff & afraid.

the world is cold, and hard,

and the new february ice lays unforgiving.

Long day

past where morning sun shines and into the dark huskiness of night

fluorescent lights beating down 

then flickering off

a fanfare

a reflection

a redemption

Taking down for now. Revision in progress!!