#female poet
She grounded my chaos
Saw the storm and said
“I am not afraid!”
Told her that it might suck her in
She said “I won’t let it.”
Was worried she’d try to tame it
Instead, she grabbed my hand
She held it as we watched the storm go by
“You are not alone in this.”
We were like gold
Until you were told
I needed basic respect
Then, you sold us down the river
Said our love was worth its weight in gold
So, you cashed it in for profit
But, there were no takers
And you’re still the victim, it seems!
Anxious.
Anxiety.
Quiet thee, brain!
Commotion!
Devotion to the chaos
Endless thoughts
Can’t seem to
Hold onto one
Yet they make me
Nervous!
Do I deserve this?
Disservice!
It is that I exist this way
Instead of being a productive machine!
Demeaning words
Brain says more
Demeaning words
How do I sort through this shit
When my brain is constantly
Throwing
A
Fit.
Jumping
Can’t just sit
Agitated, I’m
Ill-fated
Destined for the world to collapse
Around me.
…yippee.
Pretty bold of you to say that I’m overreacting
Would only acknowledge my bleeding
Accompanied by blood curdling screaming!
Because it began to stain your clothes
Left me to rot…
While you bought a new shirt.
Said it was a pity I died!
But, I’ve survived worse.
Told me I was miserable when I was getting better
Because I wouldn’t let the gaslighting comments just
Roll.
Off.
My.
Back.
You didn’t understand why they were no longer keeping me warm
When they never kept me warm. At all.
I’d rather be comforted by hell’s embrace!
At least hell is honest with its intentions.
another from my illustration series, as I share more of them you’ll probably notice they’re all on the sad side (oops)
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“(beware of the ghosts) they are why no one loves me”
Another prompt piece with from a prompt by @/abrochine on instagram
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