There is no way to cleanse you from my blood; the DNA that spreads through me, entangled in a history of you and us and insanity, is permanently tattooed on my life like the ink in my skin that reminds me, each day, to move on. I scrub myself red and raw, crying to empty … Continue reading Still Trapped.
Was it that easy? You came in with a promise to be hers, always. How can you be hers From 2000 miles away? Insisting, you do, That she’ll be fine without you. You’re there through a call. But you can’t hold her over the phone while tears fall, When she feels alone, Asking when dad’s … Continue reading 2000 Miles Away – Venting
I lie in bed and wonder who I am. “Volatile” rings through my ears, abrasive, rash, unacceptably familiar, it describes me perfectly. Did he know, when he said this, that I described my mother in the same way? Flashbacks of fights I didn’t start, wars I couldn’t win, breathes I couldn’t take. Did he know … Continue reading Volatile
I Watched you grow Into Someone I’d always wanted to be Did I make that happen? Or were you your own person Right From the Start? It keeps me up at night Did I make you, Did you make you? Could I have been you, Despite … Continue reading My Little One