I used to say that When I grow up, I want to be like dad Just thinking about him Tears rise in my eyes I can still hear it Dad’s pantomime laugh Bouncing of the kitchen walls My mother A riot of plates and cutlery Throwing his dinner on the table Him griping about workContinue reading “Remembering”
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You asked, what is the scariest part?
The scariest part is when the path seems too arduous to walk through,And I feel I’ve reached a dead end,With nowhere to go, standing motionless on the pavements,Everything seems downhill, and I begin to descend. The scariest part is when my wings are cut, Watching my spirit fly away, With no needle or thread toContinue reading “You asked, what is the scariest part?”
Dear me at 17
Your 17. I wrote this because I knew you’d make it. Because you where always going to make it. At times it might of been a stretch. But you can do it. Your year of being 16 may of been different from what you imagined. But the strength you pulled from that year has beenContinue reading “Dear me at 17”
Magic Wand
Stuck inside your head, A cage, a cavern, a trap, Like a chest with something locked away inside, Except your not on the outside, Your trapped on the inside. A silent whisper, Overwhelmed by a deafening shout, With your thoughts barley making way to be heard, So quite they just don’t make sense, And youContinue reading “Magic Wand”
Leaving is still hell.
Leaving a situation that causes harm should be better. It has to be. No more mental abuse. You should feel safer. You should be thriving in a better environment. But what happens if it’s not better? The constant feeling of not being able to feel safe. Knowing it could come flooding back as soon asContinue reading “Leaving is still hell.”
