May 22nd, 2024
I’ve let people close enough
To count the piercings in my ears
Find the scars on my body
But none of it was real
I’m tired of letting someone in proximity
To see the bioluminescence in my eyes
Then they watch it fade out
When another part of me dies
I know I’m the prize
But they can’t commit
They got their chance
And I watched them blow it
April 28th, 2024
I’m fighting deadlines
That I know don’t exist
I’m grinding my teeth
And clenching my fist
I forgot how to relax
With everything I feel
I only see red
Nothing feels real
This is the pressure
I put on myself
I know it’s not just me
We all do this to ourselves
I want to start over
I want to let go
But only through pain
Do we learn how to grow
April 1st, 2024
I confess, I’m a mess
Most days I don’t even get dressed
The gears turning in my head
Filling with things unsaid
I took a break from sharing thoughts
I didn’t want to get caught
Unbeknownst to what occurred
I broke down like once before
Holding my breath
This is life or death
Doll Poetry 