May 17, 2018
The world portrayed me as a square
waiting for me to fit into a box
so that the man in line can compare.
Look at you, not perfect, not right.
Don’t speak, shut up, don’t fight.
If I don’t say words.
If I don’t speak my mind.
When can I say it is time to find…
May 11, 2018
Life figured out you…
From the way the door whispers politely and quietly.
Life figured a plan…
When taps from neighboring droplets slash the bedroom window pane, ever so slightly.
Life figured a hello…
Speaking so vibrantly across your shining face, all nicely.
Life figured he loved you…
As he holds you every night, every day, and forevermore, so tightly.
I’m not always happy. I’m not always perfect. I’m not trying to be.
I’ve been healing. I’ve been getting better. I know what I want to be.