daily prompt · mental health · poem · poetry · recovery · travel

You know what they say…

 

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I know I don’t look like much.
Almost like one gentle touch
would break a bone.
And I know you’re worried I might break.
As if one blow is all it’d take
to make me fall to pieces.
I see that everyone is doubting me.
Living with an ideology
that small things are not powerful.

You know what they say about assumptions.
Watch me conquer your presumptions
and then laugh at you.

You big asshole.

{via daily prompt: assumption}

daily prompt · love · mental health · poem · poetry · recovery · travel

see ya depression

Well this is awkward…
You caught me with my mask off.
Sun-kissed wind caress,
face exploding in a soft
laugh, forgetting the mess
of daily life.

Well this is awkward…
I forgot to care about you this morning.
Blinded by free happiness
and forgot I’m in mourning,
but I just don’t miss
you.

I think I’d rather love myself instead.

{via daily prompt}

mental health · poem · poetry · recovery · travel

You’re going to need a map

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I am the sunset on the horizon

glorious and spectacular

beautifully crafted.

I am the sahara desert

hot as fuck yet cold at night

deadly yet welcoming.

I am the Irish rolling hills

hiding secrets in their valleys

full of life and darkness too.

I am the sum of these parts

the collector of stories

the worldly introvert

that packs light and suffers heavy.

 

You’re going to need a map.