NaPoWriMo
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Every day she wakes up exhausted.She woke up, that’s a plus.Some nights she wonders if she will Because the pain is just too much. Coffee fuels her morningEnsuring she probably won’t commit a felony.Quick brush her teethHair in a bunReady for the day. She walks through the day in a fog.Others wouldn’t noticeShe has become
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Necessary for survivalI will literally die without it.No matter how hard I chase itI can’t seem to reach it on my own. No matter how hard I try, It just doesn’t come naturally. Am I broken? Defective? I lack the chemicals I needThey say it isn’t as abnormal as it feels. I can get the
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I was walking through the parkthat warm summer dayclearing the chaos from my head. For once it wasn’t a crisis, Just all the little day to day things. It wasn’t the music I was listening to,It wasn’t the beauty of the nature surrounding me, But maybe some combination of the twoThat finally put my mind
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I only wore it onceThat cream, backless dress.I was 18 – Going out with friends. And for the first time ever,I knew I looked good. I have kept that dress for 9 years. I can’t wear it anymore, But I keep it as a reminderOf how I felt that night. Beautiful,Confident, Sexy. That cream, backless
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Sweet kisses stolen in the night. Harsh words thrown around in the light. Romance by candlelight. Only to be followed by hatred in the morning light. How did they let it get this far? It wasn’t always like this. It used to be roses and kisses, Not daggers and scars. As much as they try,
Lyrical Logic 