How I Feel
runs through my veins.
Poisoning every corner of my body,
Touching my heart that was once purified and overrun with unconditional love
As I cripple-
My aching shoulders tremble,
I walk through many narrow paths hoping to find help
I place where I can rest peacefully
Instead all I find are miffed faces and judgmental glances.
No one talks to me.
They’ve all taken the time to judge every part of me and so they know.
Perhaps they know a little too much-
about how vulnerable I am.
They’ve labeled me as different and insecure.
I hear that graceful voice on the inside.
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