No one

“It’s just a joke. It’s a game”

I say to hide my shame.

No one takes me serious.

 

“I was kidding, didn’t mean it”

I say to them to deny it.

No one realizes I struggle.

 

“I’m sorry I was offensive”

I say when I’m defensive.

No one can see my battles.

 

” I’ll just stop talking now,”

I say to try to describe how

I feel, because no one understands.

 

 

 

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Storms To Weather

Knife in the back,

Life is off track

Everything is out of place.

 

Feet off the ground

I’m flailing around,

Falling flat on my face.

 

There’re many storms to weather,

trying to get my life together

but some things left no trace.

 

Decisions to be made

and debts to be paid,

No special treatment in this case.

 

I am on my own,

lost and  alone,

I’m last place in this race.

 

It’ll take hard work and time,

It won’t be an easy climb,

But everything will fall in place.