But I’m Okay (a poem)
And ever since that daywhen I sat in your cold office hands on my lap,ears hearing wounding words,heart taking heavy blows, I’m scared to tell someone
And ever since that daywhen I sat in your cold office hands on my lap,ears hearing wounding words,heart taking heavy blows, I’m scared to tell someone
Have you ever decided to open up to those around you only to have them use your honesty as ammo? What happens when someone who
A single teardripson the bedas I stare at the white wall we painted when I felt hopeful. Depression is a funny thing;you don’t always see it
Every morning I wake up hoping that today will be the day I can walk again. I slowly try to lift myself only to feel
Years ago, on a whim, I grabbed a bag of zinnia seeds and scattered its contents into the empty earth of my flower bed. A
I felt them coming. The tears. The ones that had been threatening to flow from my eyes all morning as we prepared to go to