Thursday, October 27, 2016

Jane

Peaceful earth angel
In awe of your dignity
Now and for always.

Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Sad Feels

Feeling stupid
and small
though I am bright
and quite tall
and I would much prefer
at this moment
to feel nothing
at all.

Heart Hurt

My heart hurts
as if all my years
of secret pain
have decided 
to reveal themselves 
at once.
Breathing feels hard
almost as if
it isn't worth the effort.
But I know 
that is my illness talking
trying to mask the truth
as it always does.
I hate this feeling.
It's as if I have
no control
over anything
including my own mind
and to a degree
that is true.
I want 
so much
to be unbroken
but despite 
all the tape and glue
I can never get 
my pieces
to fit together correctly.
I do not want to hurt
I do not want to cry
I do not want to want
and I certainly 
do not want to need
but I do.
I need you 
to stay with me
and hold my hand
and promise me
that everything will be okay
that I am okay
no matter how not okay 
I feel.
Please don't give up on me
I'm begging you
and me, too.

Monday, October 24, 2016

Transformation

Stagnant for so long
immovable
unchangeable.
I never
thought it possible
that I would ever
become who I am
let alone
actually find
that she is someone
I kinda sorta like.
Paralyzed
with fear
blinders
ever-present
so damn certain
that what everyone else had
and who they were
was so much fucking greater
than I would ever have
or be.
What a fool I was.
The transformation
took place
at a snail's pace
while simultaneously
in an eye-blink.
Seemingly impossible
but altogether true.
It will never be
something I can explain
and frankly
I do not even want to try.
All I know
is that it happened
it IS happening
every second
of every day
for the rest
of my life
and I am grateful
beyond words
that I did not leave
the party of life
too soon.

Friday, October 21, 2016

Bend

Time bends
but does not break.
I wish
I could say the same
about myself
but I am
far more fragile
and far less flexible.

Wednesday, October 19, 2016

Insomnia = #Micropoetry

I want to live
the life I see
through rose-colored glasses.


Inching towards my self
at a snail's pace or kid's crawl
soon, I will arrive.


You had best believe
that I am still becoming
everything and more.


Really want to sleep
alas, it's not happening.
Well-played, restless mind.

Sunday, October 2, 2016

Answer

What is the answer
when everything goes wrong
and you find yourself
drowning on dry land?
What keeps your heart beating
your lungs breathing
your mind maybe believing?
Where do you look
when you forget where you begin
want to cash it in
engage in mortal sin?
Look within
the answer is you
and by you
I mean
me too.