Excerpt:
"I am everything:
The autumn winds easing the leaves away from their branches,
A baby's smile at daddy's funny face,
The tears that seep into the soil at a funeral,
A heavy snowfall on Christmas Eve.
I am a hug:
Offered only during times of sadness,
Never given often enough.
I am a mirror:
Reflecting the moods of those in my surroundings
Or the inanimate objects that remain once all have gone home.
I am a microphone:
Echoing the opinions of those around me,
Telling the truths of all, but only being accepted by one.
I am a shell:
Full of the many memories of yesterday,
Unable to grasp anything today.
I am a skeleton:
Stripped away of any feeling,
After everyone has taken a piece.
I am nothing:
Not a firefighter,
Thanked for saving the family pet.
Not a lover,
Dearly missed by her significant other.
Not a role model,
Written about for a second grader's project.
Not a person at all;
I am a simple cadaver, sliced up for answers to all of life's questions."
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An original poetry collection from the last decade of my life.
Drink up~ the loneliness.
Broken.~
Crushed.~
Shattered.~
Torn.~
Explore my deepest..
We have to lose grip and lose ourselves to realise things, accept the changes even if it takes someone so precious to let go and break you in pieces
I remember being once a teenager and thinking I had no one to speak to. So I wrote my pain in poems, it did help but having to think my friends or Family would never understand. I was wrong.
Mental health matters.
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