Coping

The bottle
is where I carry my anger.
I swig from it like it hurt me,
and it did....

When I wake up in the mornings
I try not to look in the mirror
on my way to the bathroom...

The inescapable reality
consigning one at birth
automatically includes no breath
...

Lesson obstruction,
but more so an over
whelming flood of ideas
makes dredging,...

You are you, not nobody else, your special through and through.
You have a pull on those around, so...

Look at me strongly when hard times arise, I’m the one who’s see through the I’m fine! It’s all lies....

I am enraged.

For so long I buried my agony in a tombstone of shame.

Choking back the...

I open the wound for all to see, my lies spill out in front of me. Why does it taste sickeningly sweet,...

​​​​Dads had a stroke,the call I got
this conversation I have not forgot
I sat crying as this...

Though (supposedly) only
the good die young, urn holding
cremated ashes a mere cup
...

The holding hands with the smallest of fingers
The shouting of the sweetest voices
The...

please dont judge me look inside
i use my words so my pain cant hide
ive tried to keep some...

The doctor told me I couldn’t have kids because something with my ovaries and hormones not working right,...

I'm sorry to all who has to listen to my words
Sorry that most times I'm writing about hurt
I...

When i was younger
Id get this feeling of helplessness
It took me places
Id never...

Effortlessly floating
Ripple on ripple of fluorescent life
Holding breath
What is my...