The Day I Woke Up

It wasn’t after

You destroyed our home

It wasn’t after

Your constant berating

It wasn’t after

You put your hand through the wall

It wasn’t after

I swallowed those pills

It wasn’t when

You called the ambulance

It wasn’t when

I was revived

It was when

You finally left

It was when

I finally had a moment to think,

About myself

It was when

I realized

I could be happy

Without you…

Where…

Where do you go when

Your mind is racing

Your thoughts are

Taking you to unfamiliar places.

Do you travel to

Distant  places where

Reality doesn’t exist

Time and space are a myth

 

Or does your heart

Pulse with love,

And the once quiet yearning

Finally breaks loose

 

Does the anger

The sad regret

Seep from your pores

Allowing you to mourn

 

Where do you go

When you need

To be free…

Finding a Voice

There are so many of them.

Not schizophrenic,

Internal diversity.

Full of opinions,

Full of shit perhaps.

Sifting through

The baggage

The positive and negative

Words spoken

True or false

Compiling self,

Deleting self loathing

Building character

Finding a Voice

Speaking out loud…

BW©️