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,

Carried away,

By the exhale of my lungs,

Into places, I cannot go.

I’m drowning within

the ruins of the place

I called my home.

and,

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?

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