Everything falls into placeAs I begin to pack up this spaceAnd go at my own pace.I drag things downstairs and putThem in a closet I will return toAt a later date. The stuff I needThe least goes first. Doing this 3xsIn one year has made me an expertAt knowing what I don’t need nowBut can’tContinue reading “Between Two”
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Step By Step
step by stepI heal thewounds tornopen by traumalaughing aftercrying is thebest kind ofmedicine thebane of myexistence isout of mycontrol all Ican do is breathethrough themoment wheremy brain feelsthreatened whilesignaling mybody to remainstill battlewounds formfrom unsuccessfulattempts I formboxes with mybreathing asI follow thecircle aroundand aroundtrying tostay calmwhile cryingisn’t my strongsuit but I tryand I applaudmyself withtheContinue reading “Step By Step”
Type This Story
The montage plays in my headScenes blurred from realityEarly morning, but my thoughtsSwirl as though I have been drinkingLost in trying to type this storyBefore it leaves me, typing awayInspired by songs filled withRaw vulnerability, the poet of our timeInspired me to write down half thought-outLines on notes that live in the cloudOne day I’llContinue reading “Type This Story”
Grief is a Funny Thing
Grief is a funny thing.In that there’s no one wayor right way to grievesomeone passing.It’s not a straight line,it’s scattered all overthe place, sometimesit’s difficult to pick upthe piecesto begin the process ofunderstanding the depththat was left behind.If the person was in pain,you’re happy they’reat peace.If the person was wronged,you’re left shockedand angered bytheir exit.EmotionsContinue reading “Grief is a Funny Thing”
Daily Reminder
Mistakes happenThings will be correctedBe patientTry not to overthinkOr drown yourself in senseless worryYou are not your scariest thoughtThat will not happenStay presentRemember to breatheThings will be okay
To My Inner Child
The journey to love yourself isn’t easy.It’s rough. There’s tar and scars you have to unpack.All the patterns that you have to untangleFrom your thoughts that no longer work.The difficult memories and feelings you haveTo confront in order to let go and move on.But there’s beauty too, in discovering yourselfIn all the ways that helpContinue reading “To My Inner Child”
Returns
The rush of peopleThe pressureNot to slow others downLeaves me in shamblesAs I race up the jetwayInto the terminal.I stop to catch my breathAnd realize how shallowthe air sits in my lungs.A feeling I knewAll too well returnsWithin moments of movingThrough a spaceI once called home.The stress of travelLeaves me tiredUp thirteen hoursOnly to arriveJustContinue reading “Returns”
First Hour
The first hour of my day is quiet.I take my medication and wait.Sometimes I fall back asleep.Sometimes I’m left with my own thoughts.I reflect on what I dreamed, how well I slept,what I want to write.I’ve learned to leave my phoneon my nightstand.I notice the light in my room,how my muscles feel.I move from oneContinue reading “First Hour”
blue-colored night
the welcoming of winterbegins with a firework showwe watch from a balcony and marvel at the lightshooting across the skythe sound hits usrippling inland throughthe blue-colored nightbeing eye level withthe spectacle is an incrediblesight the glittery ones feelcloser like I could reachout my fingers and graba little magic lit from belowthe green and red linesbringContinue reading “blue-colored night”
Month 12
On the 1st of December,I walked by the seaand came home sweatingunder my coat.Tonight, as I writethis poem, rain poursoutside. Its poundingon my window. I’m cozyunder my blankets withthe heating pad onmy back and fuzzy sockswarming my toes.It’s been a week filledwith both good and bad,feeling really thankfulheading into the lastmonth of this life-changing year.
Kelly Severseike 