Rebel Child

My father always Wanted daughters for they are “Easier to raise” But I’ve always been A rebel child as proof of What chaos we make SW 05/2018 Updated 07/2019 Advertisements

Damp

Your body pinned to The wall of the bath while I Kiss from lips to lips SWD 07/2019

Antidepressants

I carry these pills Like the tin man’s oil can Constantly am I Reminded of my Rusty edges and hollow Disconsolate chest SWD 01/2018 Updated 06/2019

Love Myself

I want to love me So much that I would not be Scared to die alone SWD 06/2019    

I came out today

I came out today Peeked my head from the closet Where I hung my doubts Like warm winter coats Worn when the world seemed cold, then I stepped out today Faced the frigid air Without any protection And slammed the door shut The sting of the wind Subsided and Spring sprung when I came out…

It’s All in Your Head

“It’s all in your head.” But of course it is, for that’s Where broken brains live SWD 05/2018 That is a stupid line I feed myself often, “it’s all in your head”. It is awful to belittle myself that way when I have the ability to be my best advocate in times of mania, depression,…

Our Last Bridge

I brought the matches You brought the fuel, both hoping This is our last bridge SW 06/2017

Holding Back Tears

My eyelids feel like Soaked sponges and, if I blink Too hard, they will leak SWD 05/2018

I am a doormat

I am a doormat One with rough edges to scrub The dirt from your soles SW 04/2018