Alive

Unexpected

Starting in my chest

Small
Hesitant
Bubbling

The feeling grows

Filling down
Stretching out

To tips of fingers
And tingling toes

Louder
Stronger
Brighter

Colour after colour
Bursting free
and drawing in the crowd

For me
You make me better
Than the darkness
In my mind

So,
Laughter
Thank you

For helping me be me


I wrote this as a part of one of the sessions on RYLA, along with the image above. It is one that I ended up reading aloud to the group, and because of that it is one which I hold close to my heart.

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Wordle #121 – Reflection

 

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You,
With your esurient eyes,
Breath just as feral too.

You,
Futile in your ways,
Feed the nothingness within.

Just a reflection,
Of what we hate to be,
What we are.

Yet still,
We turn against you,
Forward through bramble,
Weed and branch.

All the while,
We throw glitter.

To cover up,
To mask, and
Exalt the guilty voice.

~

Written for this weeks Wordle prompt on Mindlovemisery 🙂

Mirror

Cold eyes
Drawn cheeks
Seeing the result
But not knowing.

Pale skin
Little strength
Feeling the loss
But that is all.

Shaking fingers
Knocking knees
Nothing left
Just an empty shell.

Unrecognisable.

I remember
How she used to be.

Smiles
Laughter
Shining eyes.

I hated her then
I still do
More so now than ever.

It hurts
Because I know her.

Not a friend
Nor an enemy.

I know her far to well.

For she is a reflection
Of the present.

My own image
Staring back at me.