a quiet numbness
Breathing.
Gasping.
Gripping.
Exposed.
One.
Two.
Three.
I have this.
I can do this.
Take it one hit at a time.
One.
Two.
Three.
One...
Lost in the bliss.
A quiet numbness.
A familiar smile on his face.
Two...
With each strike I am free.
I am trembling beneath him.
Three...
made of stone
I am made of stone
A force to be dealt with
I dive into situations headfirst
Experiencing life without hesitation
Carrying through the day with purpose
Comfortable in myself
Actions following through on what I say
Criticism only makes me stronger
Busy busy busy keeping my time productive
Falling in love without reservation
Resilient, headstrong and strong to change
A warm smile and a welcoming heart
Determined to please and serve
To care and be strong
Late nights crying
When the world is quiet I can feel
Long showers crying
When the distractions are removed I can feel
Restroom breaks crying
Hiding from sight so I can feel
The sounds of people laughing, chatting around
I pick myself back up, put on a smile and walk out
Inside I am shattered, broken, aching for the quiet again
I smile and nod
I don't feel creative
I don't feel alive
Going through the motions each day
Sharing inauthentic happiness
Craving sincerity
Maybe I am not stone
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My mind is constantly at war.
I break down.
I crumble at your feet when I want to be strong.
Thank you for your patience.
For always guiding me back to solid ground.
You love me for my imperfections.