I love words. I love art. I love Jesus.
She's a single mom, working hard, Going back to school. Got divorced, had a cancer scare; Life can seem so cruel. — She takes each moment as it comes;
By D'Shan Berry3 years ago in Poets
Anxiety Attack — A physiological state, Not much in my control, When triggered by the world around, Sends shrapnel through my soul.
Legacy — — More a citizen of Heaven Than of this worldly sphere, I still yearn for some evidence That I was really here.
Lesser Expectations — I have become Miss Havisham, Stood up by life itself. Caged by the corners of my past, My heart sits on a shelf.
In the name of peace, I held my tongue Until my lips bled lies. I silenced both my truth and voice. I stifled all my cries.
I'm still afraid to look too pretty, To tempt beyond control. Though the guilt isn't mine to carry, It weighs much on my soul.
Aftershocks — I used to stroke my grandma's face When sitting by her side, But, now, too often, simple touch Can make me want to hide.
By D'Shan Berry4 years ago in Poets
Shame is the shadow that lurks within me, My constant companion — I fight to break free. Learned as a child, reinforced as I've grown;
I know the fear of "friendly" hands, Their trespass on the boundaries of my body — I know the silent tears of shame,
To keep it from knocking you down, You lean into a gale. Pain must be leaned into, also, Our sorrows to assail. — As uninstinctive as it is,
Kith: The word of the day on your birthday. Meaning: both family and friend. You have a place in both categories, Yet, both of them you transcend.
I'm living the dream where I'm screaming, But none can hear my cry; My anguish falling on deafened ears, I feel like I could die.
