Category: Pain

NaPoWriMo #11

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the silent twins

The Silent Twins Trailer

feeding off one another’s
shifty moods and competitive
ways, these two parade
around in silence in front
of everyone outside of
their bubble.

june & jenny
jenny & june
sisters of silence
and mayhem and turmoil
and eating disorders.

I teared up witnessing a
harnessed neck collapsing
at the sight of a broken
hearted sibling wailing
with no sound.

how’d they manage to
live so long before one
died on the shoulder of
the other?

how’d they manage to
pump enough blood
to their hearts when
they spent so much time
bathed in depression?

such lovely parents.
such lovely parents.
understanding and willing
to do what was best
for the girls–an empath’s
soul will not make it without
crushing.

be careful of what you
share with your mind
when all you were searching
for was a Sunday afternoon
movie in which to escape.

NaPoWriMo #9

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swarm

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a warped mind only
knows crazed paths with
jagged edges and broken
hearts.

a lonely person can terrorize
millions without many
resources and no one
would suspect a thing.

a small child,
unnoticed–uncared for,
left for dead–forgotten in
an instant.

she finds a community
linked to celebrity reign,
loses herself further
down a rabbit hole
of regret.

one wrong word, one
misplaced hand, one
out-of-order confession
and confusion overstays
its welcome.

in the end, no one reaches
her the way they need
to–she falls and falls and
falls and never gets
back up.

(w) h o l e

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Pictured Poetry created by Tremaine L. Loadholt

(w) h o l e

“You have a hole in
your heart where Chrissy
used to be” my therapist says to me, and
I think about the French, and how
they don’t say, “I miss you,”
instead, they say, “You are
missing from me.”

she has a point.
I’ve had a stream of
great days in a row, but
a moment snuck up on
me this afternoon, and I
fell into the grasp of deep
grief again.

and I miss you.
I miss you.
I miss you.
and it’s true, you are
missing from me, too.

I Picked Up an Old Pastime–Rollerskating

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Sunday Funday Skating Session

And I just want to say, my body is feeling it, and I’m sure, will be feeling it well into the night and most of this coming week, but it was so worth it!

My skates. I’ve named them, “Salt & Pepa”. I sure did. IYKYK.

I intend to make this a weekly thing; retraining my body toward skating and picking up another source of exercise.

I enjoyed every moment of it, and I am so happy I shook off the fear and jumped back into something I truly love.

I may be getting older, but I won’t let aging sideline me!

Happy Sunday, beautiful people!