Shuffling feet
Fidgeting hands
Pursed lips
Tired eyes
Two people
One has everything to say
The other doesn’t know how to hear it
Her
Lingering pain
From years of being too much
She learned not to speak it
But her brain didn’t learn to not remind her
Him
Fearful of connection
Of feeling
So he hides his emotions in gin
And hopes laughter is enough
The silence that comforts him
Is killing her....
Imagine the most ugly creature and your mind will jump to the things of nightmares.
The alien, the demon or the monster under your childhood bed.
But none of those scare me.
The ugliest creature lives inside me.
It claws at the concept of who I believe I am.
It tells me I’m not good enough.
Not strong enough.
Not enough for my friends and family.
Never enough.
It is my inner critic and ...
And as the waves return to the sea
So the words give way to silence
I can’t spend my whole life questioning
Just who it is I should be
...
People say I should be a mother
A lover
A caregiver
But my bones yearn to be free
...
Moments in life where I give way to the current
Are moments where I feel most at ease
Not pushing or pulling myself
Simply letting myself breathe
...
So I sit
In silence
Wait...