I wrote this when I had lost all hope, when I thought I had nothing to look forward to. When holding onto to hope that everything will be fine was the toughest thing I ever did. But if waiting was the price I had to pay for what I know in hindsight was to come I can now attest to it that it was worth every second of it xo
29th April 2022, 06:05
When the world starts slipping
I spew words I can’t undo
Crawling in quicksand
trying not to stop breathing
I shout I scream I cry
But only in my dreams
away from wraiths
away from mates
A baby in the womb
in a solitary cocoon,
Robbed of innocence
unarmed to fight my battles
I try I try I try
But it’s not enough
It’s never enough
I don’t know what do say and do
Claws on my chest
A hand rips through my ribs
Ink splattered across the white floor
Tainting me and shutting every door
Dusk till dawn
under the duvet
with a restless mind
an anxious heart
Prayers of mercy
and medicine
Morning came
with a promise of patience
I try to breathe
I have been trying for so long damn it
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