In 2015, I wrote a pair of poems I submitted to Aberration Labyrinth. At the time, I didn’t know what I was feeling and I struggled to express myself. There didn’t seem to be words for what I was feeling but I knew if I could write it down or say it aloud, I would be okay.
So, I wrote these poems and I cried.
Words have gone,
By the exhale of my lungs,
Into places, I cannot go.
I’m drowning within
the ruins of the place
I called my home.
These little acts undo,
Each weave that holds me still.
I pull air into my lungs,
Bite my lips against the chill.
The emptiness consumes,
Yet fills each crack within my bones.
I’m tearing at the seams,
Within the skin, I called my home.
I still don’t know what I was feeling at the time but that’s okay. It’s always okay to feel whatever I’m feeling when I need to. Do you have moments like this, too?