(2014)
How can I write how I feel When what I feel is nothing? How can I tell you what I need, What is wrong? When what is wrong
I am sorry That I cannot be happier I know that I’d be prettier If I smiled If I could smile
The medication is not me But neither is the sickness it tre… You may hear its effects In my voice In my opinions
I crave stability Neither wandering spirit Nor home-body Yes I’d love to travel But the foundation
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
My pump Constant companion Of my disease My sensor Resembles a feeding
It’s not pretty When I cry People get almost as embarrassed as I
Would I rather be A younger me? More productive Stronger Would i have to give up
Steamroller Of life Passed by Feeling down Squished
May sun is warm An old friend You have missed June sun Still smiles
I look away Afraid to see Flicker of nerves In their eye A clench
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
If you find someone That can do it Better than you Get them on your team
My soft spot My sweet boy I’d do anything for Who convinced me Little boys are the best
Turkey and dressing Loud and overwhelming Opinions and food fly Green bean casserole Too much laughter
