i wish i had the nerve to tell you that it is so damn exhausting being human the things i need to do in order to keep my appearance in check my mental health in check everything else that makes me me in check you know and i feel like i can never take a break for one goddamn second as if i am on a boat aimlessly floating on a never-ending stream of water and you know what the worst part of all of this is that i have to convince myself everyday that i am living but it is simple truth that i am not living living is being on that boat and having a purpose living is being on that boat and knowing your destination this feeling i have in my chest screams at me because all i do is get myself dragged along by the currents and let myself get strung along i have suddenly become a mere space of air and no longer human
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I, Girl
Poetryi am my own god, my own spirit, my own prayer. -- a complete series of 44 poems concerning girlhood, dread, and catholic guilt.
