Damaged

Funny and heartbreaking at the same time, my favorite mix. Christine is a top notch poet, check her out. ❤

Brave and Reckless

I sit with myself

In uncomfortable silence

The held back screaming

Ringing in my ears

Tears running down my face

Again.  This is tiresome.

Should have bought stock in Kleenex

All of my demons

All of my insecurities

Have come out to play today

Mocking me with their laughter

Their taunting voices

Sing-song in my head

“Shit mother

Shit wife

Shit niece

Shit cousin

Shit friend

Shit human being”

Over and over again

An endless loop

Of recrimination

My personal demons

Remind me

That on days like this

I can’t even remember who

I am anymore

I don’t know

What is even mine to claim

I am no one

I am pain

I read an essay right before Christmas

Calling for compassion

For those “poor unfortunate souls”

Who are depressed over the holidays

Who engage in self-harm

Who may have contemplated suicide

She referred to them as “damaged”

My hackles…

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