ask me why i write
right now i write
to get right
to get to write
is a necessity
especially
when
mom won't listen
& i am missing
my patience & empathy
since none is given back to me
i am giving
i have given
more than i ever thought possible
now it seems impossible
that i can receive generosity myself
nowhere else
can i be for free
and feel so uncomfortably
as in this place
the place
that i used to call home
alone
where no one talks
so i chalk
another tick mark
on my mental wall
so these keys
this screen
these pixels
are my testament
my testimony
my words
my thoughts
that cannot be invalidated
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