August 17th, 2024
A safety net
A rebound set
I’m not a backup plan
But I almost fell for it
2024
What’s Wrong
August 15th, 2024
I try to fit in
But I’ll never belong
How can I write all my feelings
When everything’s wrong
Note: Sometimes I like to put a little distance between what I write and when I publish it to my blog. Now I have about 50 poems from the last year that I’m going to start posting!
The Remains
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
Doll Poetry 