Posts
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Fake
Fake smiles
Fake laughs
Fake responses
Fake jokes
Fake being comfortable
Fake being fine
Fake being okay
Like I haven’t been
In a long long time
Fake all the normal
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It Hurts (and Thank You)
It hurts.
Their cruel words digging deep into my soul, planting their roots and taking over.
It hurts.
Hearing them all gossip about me, calling me names I never asked for.
It hurts.
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Different
I am… different.
I have chronic pain.
Any time I leave the house,
I use a crutch, a walker, wheelchair, or cane.
People think this is funny.
I get bullied a lot.
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Broken Peices
From this pain I feel
I am forever changed now
Broken pieces lost
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I Love
I love
My family
I love
My friends
I love
The sky
I love
The sea
I love
The sunset
I love
To write
I love
To sing
I love
The stars
I love
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I Hate
I hate
When I can’t control myself
I hate
When I black out
I hate
When I hate myself
I hate
When people belittle me
And make me feel
Crazy and like crap
I hate
Loves
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Looking Up
as I stumble out of the truck, I look up
and I start thinking
and I just can’t stop
as I gaze into the Milky Way
I can’t help but notice
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We the Broken, Weary Now
The clock is broken
It stopped ticking a long time ago
stopped counting how much time has passed.
It's an old grandfather clock, oak wood, and sculpted to perfection
carefully crafted by hands
that belonged to men
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morning after the first rain in weeks
Astronomy room.
post storm; window open; wet.
cooling Earth soaked air. -
