I am the strongest person I know So it makes me extremely angry when I can't get this off of me When anxiety has its knuckles wrapped around my throat so tight I can't breath When PTSD slams me back into bed because it would rather see me go hungry than brave the grocery store trip alone. I am the strongest person I know because when the world told me they'd rather have the quiet princess than the broken warrior, I told them, "I didn't get to choose so you don't either." I am broken but mighty, even with tears running down my face and cuts on my wrists I still Get up And go I am the strongest person I know because every time I stood at the top or the edge of Death I stepped back Picked up a pen and wrote until my hands stopped shaking. When my voice quivers while reading my own words aloud I take a deep breath and think, Jade you are the strongest person I know because when the whole world tried to break you, You rebuilt yourself Reclaimed your name and became Seymone. ~ For Your Ears:
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