Is it so easy for you
to tell me how to feel?
To take my pain
tw
ist
ing it
until it matches
what you would
like it to be,
what you think
you understand.
You want me
to manage
my pain.
Hell,
all I want
to do is
sleep through
the night.
Trying to
imagine my pain,
what I go through
every minute of
everyday,
is just
not possible.
There is no end
to the screaming
in my mind,
in my body,
and when the
shadows visit,
circling me,
I beg them
to take me.
Nothing scares me
anymore,
not even death.
It will be
the only thing
that frees me
from a body
I can no longer
control.
In the morning
when my eyes open,
I look beside me
to the man
that loves me,
it stirs in me
an anger to
fight just one
more day
to feel safe
in his arms,
his love
giving me
the rebellious
attitude
I need to survive.
Jupiterjane