The Essence Of Who I Am

I haven’t written in months 

I thought I was going to die 

But I didnt 

Thought I was going to puke but I couldn’t 

TMI

Get used to it 

Life throws a punch every time I’m not looking 

Gained 50 pounds because I’m stressing 

I look in the mirror and don’t reconize myself 

I’m a mother 

For everyone else 

Which is ironic 

Because I never had one myself 

Depressing 

I think people don’t care but maybe it doesnt matter 

Maybe everyone fends for themselves 

One way or another 

Panic and heart attacks 

Mind and body failing one after another

I’m surprised my own heart hasn’t given out with all this trauma

But like I say 

My poetry is my sanctuary 

Which is good because I’m the only one who reads it 

Someone said they didnt like it 

Because it was too sad 

Well sorry

That’s my life for you

Smile or cry with me 

Just dont expect me to be fine with it 

Booking tattoo appointments 

To feel something 

Dissapointment

How can I cry when i feel nothing 

How do you know if your dying 

If your whole life has felt like this 

MAP

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