Wednesday, March 18, 2020

Hostage

I kept hoping I'd see you;
That you'd see me...
Pull over, tell me "Get in the fucking truck"
And I'd be free.
Because you see, I'm a hostage
Until it runs it's course
My disease is savage
Only the first course is willingly devoured
Then it turns on me
Turns me on
Turns me loose
I have no say
At least for a day
Or two
Or three
It turns on me
Eating me
Alive
Until sometimes I'd rather die
Than continue
So I escape in my head
With savior fantasies
Someone who cares enough to come for me
Who am I kidding no one's looking for me
But it's enough to get me through
To that next mind numbing hit
And the cycle's on repeat
Until I forfeit...
Go home, eat, sleep, cry
Ashamed I'm not strong enough to save myself
Wondering if someone else could...
But no one came to look for me
No one even tried. 

Sunday, March 1, 2020

Almost Home

Every nerve screaming.
Exhausted. Starving.
I hate myself.
Ashamed and misrepresented
I swear I'm losing my mind
Seeing and hearing echos of things that aren't
Bite my tongue. Clench my teeth.
Shaking.
The closer I get to home the heavier I feel.
Every step slower.
Defeated. 
Will the door be locked?
Did I really blow it this time?
The dread
Of what will happen 
when I go in 
fights against 
the overwhelming hunger 
and need for sleep.
36 hours without either.
How many times do I have to
Choose this hell
To realize
It's not the road i want to walk-
Then actually choose a different road?
When will I be done with this? 

Friday, February 7, 2020

Yet I Will Trust You

I am angry. Yet I will trust You.
I have questions that don't seem to have answers. Yet I will trust You.
I feel lonely and alone. Yet I will trust you.
I feel broken and defeated. Yet I will trust You.
I have fears and doubts. Yet I will trust You.
I am ashamed and guilty. Yet I will trust You.
I feel unloved and unlovable. Yet I will trust You.
I am small and weak. Yet I will trust You.
I don't know what the future holds. Yet I will trust You.
When I am surrounded by darkness, and demons are battling for my mind, I will whisper into the void:
I trust a light I cannot see
And a love I cannot feel.
Because what else is there for me to do?
I will trust you. 

Monday, January 13, 2020

Again

Raw staccato screams echo from the past
Loud enough to make me cringe and whimper
Flashes of pain that I can't fend off
Flinching from the invisible assault
Get out of my head!
I don't want to do it again!
And again.
And again.
Fighting with everything I have
To never go back
But it comes to me to take me there
Again.

Thursday, November 14, 2019

A Little

I feel like I can breathe just a little bit easier
My hope's a little brighter
A little bit more fire in my chest
Today I'm a little more content
The fear is a little less
My night a little more peaceful
A little more food in my stomach
A little more calm in my mind
A little less racing heart and hyperventilating
Decreased a little in pain
Increased a little in faith and trust.
Just a little in all these things...
But a little is everything when I felt like I was drowning.

Wednesday, November 13, 2019

How to Help

This isn't poetry or flow but it goes with the last four posts. 

"I don't need to hear "God forgives you", or "You need to forgive yourself". That just reinforces the self-blame. I DO need to hear, over and over, as many times as necessary "It wasn't your fault. You didn't deserve that. What he did was wrong." etc.
I don't need to hear any version of "at least", or what to be grateful for, or how others have it worse. That invalidates my pain. I DO need to hear "It's ok to be confused. It's ok to grieve. It's ok to be struggling. It's ok to not be ok. It's ok to take your time. I'm here for you."
I don't need to hear "You're strong" or "you're fine" or "you'll be ok." Because I'm very much NOT right now. I do need to hear "You are brave. You are loved. You have my support. You deserve to heal."

Rest

I am not hopeless
But sometimes (often) I feel helpless
Small, weak, and powerless
I've been holding my breath
Holding fear in my chest
Trying to hold myself together
Through all of this is exhausting
I need to rest
If I just let go
And fall apart for a moment
Can I rest? 
Is it ok to stop fighting
Just for a moment
And surrender
To my pain and weakness?
Please give me rest.