August 14th, 2024
I am who I am
Because they made me this way
How many times
Did I fail to break
Fractured and bruised
They still call me broken
When I tell my story
They call me outspoken
I pick up the pieces
I grow from the pain
I’ve built up the walls
Now they think I’m insane
Protected from the past
It’s not a bad thing
Because I got my power back
From those who left me with nothing
August 12th, 2024
I have spent all year
Keeping myself at a distance
Loving at an arm’s length
Embracing resistance
Never putting in more effort
Than someone else
Not letting people know me
Or being my true self
Because the last person
That I let myself close to
Left like I was no one
Memories I can’t redo
Now the people I talk to regularly
Don’t even know my name
I met them through gaming
And they know me as Grimm
July 14th, 2024
So many dreams recently
I wish to forget
I’m living a nightmare
In a life of regrets
After my nap yesterday
I’m using a night light again
Held down in my bed
The bad dreams don’t end
Then I woke up in bed
But I was still asleep
A haunted apartment
With things that creep
Pinching my arm
Yelling at myself to wake
And even while resting
I can’t catch a break
Doll Poetry 