My Spoken ”Scribbles”
Writings that are random, put-together thoughts that need an immediate release when I’m overloaded with thoughts.
- I don’t make any sense
- It’s because my life doesn’t make sense
- I’m God’s Forgotten Child!
- I’m somebody’s nobody!
- I’m so mad!
- I can’t get loud
- When my existence is too loud
- I’m my own monster under my Trauma-Based
- My skeletons in my closet aren’t mine!
- I’m always in trouble
- And I am the trouble
- Spoken words play with me
- Daddy has hateful love
- At times, I cry so much, my tears quench my thirst
- Once family, now known strangers
- I’m sap in my family tree, I drip down it like loose bowels
- I absorb the hate, and leak out the love
- I’m too fragile for you!
- My trauma misbehaves like an exposed wire!
- I’m too much for people
- As long as I am here, I will smear!
- I feel like a big stain on the worldI just sit here and seep painAnger and quieted rage
Sadness and tears rule my space
Shhh! The big gasps are too loud
I want to do more than stay afloat
I want to actually swim
I don’t want to hold hands with darkness
I awoke his darkness, and he met mine
