poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.
These days I am silent,Observing from corners, windows, and shadows,Smiling,I have been trying for weeks now,Not to utter bad words upon my surroundings,My mood shifts and I am relieved,I attempt to fix, attempt to adjust, to cut, to move,I begin to flow into the waters that surround me,Shifting with the winds as the seasons change,Observing […]
disembled,disengaged,far from present,default.running off the energies of my brothers,the men in my life,sturdy, strong, keep me at ease,Yet I am numb,craving distraction,some relief from this white noise in my ear,I want to feel,want to at least crack a laugh,but my cranium remains empty,bones silenced,blood beating quietly,eyes blank,buried within my skull,horrowing. these are just words,that pitter […]
Let me reverse time, Lord,Let me be a time traveller,Let me unravel and rewind what was,and all that is,Unsee and relive a different life,How can one explain the extremeties of trauma through words and poems?The repetition of words over and over to describe this ongoing dejection,It can never do justice to what the eyes cannot […]