Hi, I’m Jenni
A Poem by Jenni Bailey
Dried-on tears force my eyes shut
This is not a movie, don’t say ‘’CUT!’’
I will no longer sit pretty
This is not about self-pity
This is about my sad truth
I use poetry to self-soothe
My trauma doesn’t make me weak
I taste the vomit, then speak
I hear my voice shake
I feel my body bake
I fall apart
I’m still; with a beating heart
I will not sit in place
What’s not said, is on my face
I’m not done
You need a break? I have none
I need to sleep, dried-on tears force my eyes shut
I can’t, my trauma is kicking me in the butt!