poetry allows me to purge and process. its how I breathe.
falling yet catching myself, On the net I’ve been knitting for myself, Strong, the Strings, that can Hold me, I’m Proud, the Work it’s taken to keep me here, to keep me from killing myself, to keep me afloat, to keep me hanging in the Air, I’m here like a Spider,Protecting myself, and ensuring I […]
my Emotions dance through a Rollercoaster, my Past dictates the Now, despite being the Driver, despite my Hand behind the Wheel, I start everyday with Hope, yet the aftermath of pain lingers in my Mouth like Breath, and sets afire to everything in sight, a Dragon, I bring the water, I bring the extinguisher, […]