being strong
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You are hiding under bed
Cause there is monsters up ahead
You want to stay strong
But you can only wear a mask so long
You want to crawl up in bed with your momma
Tell her you are scared
You are hiding under bed
Cause there is monsters up ahead
You want to stay strong
But you can only wear a mask so long
You want to crawl up in bed with your momma
Tell her you are scared
This white porcelain bowl
I’m kneeling over it
The cold rim I grip with my fingers.
I am white knuckled
Tears are running down my face,
Dear mom,
I forgive you for the scars on my mind that will never go away.
I forgive for the nightmares I wake up from in the middle of the night thinking everyone has left me.
Dear Past Me,
I know its so hard to let go.
The world isn't against you like you always thought it was.
The world is just the world.
And You are just you.
Be.
Be awake every morning.
Dark Place
I have a home, a bed, some food, and a family...
Though not a day goes by where there is not a calamity.
Not a fight, war, or diaster occurs...
I am ready to move on
I am ready to let go
I am done tormenting myself with what could’ve or should’ve been.
It’s time to let the past be what it is.
It's painful
That helps
Not really
To describe it
Seems a little
Silly
For me
Pain is
Your heart
I want
To throw it
Away sometimes
Because too often
Consider the possibility that
Mother Nature could verbally convey what needs be.
Instructing us to split far from society
Furthermore, to take our own way
Directing us at all times
My family and I
Are all very close
The 7 of us
Go day by day living life
Experiencing new Georiga
And all the fun things to do
We love living here
And being together
Kindness, integrity and respect
With the heart of shear compassion and determination
Giving up will never be an option
But failing will not be shameful
