I am from two worlds
Structure and chaos
Disney decorations and caution tapeI am from steering clear of my trauma
Music drowns my thoughts
Sleepless nights to avoid the terrorsI am from matching pajamas
Sharing shoes and headbands
And all that lies in betweenI am from the color pencils
Use to decorate blank pages
With artwork fueled by painI am from martial arts and boxing tournaments
To ballet shows and musicalsI am from the peircing dagger
Of unbearable news
Emotions uncontrollably bleeding outI am from hearing my heart
Nothing else
Not the sound of my breathe
Just my heart racingI am from happy and loving surroundings
But a past that haunts me
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How do I Explain?
PoesiaTw: trauma These are just little lines of some things that go through my head, I dont know how to explain everything I feel (hint the name) I post these for others to see they're not alone in being confused and trapped in the past