Describe your normal
Imagine what it feels like
Is that possible?
A thing to express
What an ordinary day
In your life looks like
Outgoing hyper
Welcoming a year of yes
Living in the light
I wanted freedom
To experience a life
And on my own terms
Craving something new
Without a patient virtue
Not my strongest suit
Mostly peaceful life
Wouldn’t even know what was strife
Living in a dream
It wasn’t perfect
But at least it was peaceful
As well as can be
The nightmare fuel
Wouldn’t wish on your enemy
Worse than you’d expect
This lifeless feeling
A heavy weight that isn’t mine
Inner light blown out
Posed urgently
Can not speak, I barely breathe
A broken barbie
Everything is blue
Out of my mouth, up my throat
What I once favored
A fancy new dress
That became your evidence
Sequins have fallen
My colorless world
Was once so full of light, now
Devoid of the bright
Not comparable
Unfortunately unique
My bitter surprise
I miss my normal
You never know what you got
Until you can’t feel
That’s how it goes, right?
But everything just seems wrong
Maybe I’m what’s wrong
Friendships shattered
You stayed the same as always
Yet you changed to me
When you see this shell
You see what happened to me
What I’d confided
I should have told you
Let it fester inside me
Gave you more ammo
The pitying looks
They will never understand
I wouldn’t want them to
A caged animal
Unwilling or unable
Never be at peace
My own normalcy
More out of reach than before
Mind never at ease
Hellish memories
Some blackened out forever
Maybe for the best
Macabre jokes made
Defined coping mechanism
Only way I know
An echo chamber
Reminding me what happened
Want to turn it off
Listlessly alone
Numbness overpowering
Time passing quickly
A lion tamer
My pain against my anger
Primitive feelings
Told get over it
By someone I had trusted
And then that broke too
Your hand to my shame
It will burn you like a flame
Better stay away
Want and beg and plead
For a life that’s briefly mine
But then was stolen
Not just my own pain
But those around me I tough
Now a shared story
This is not the end
Though it may have felt that way
Here’s to moving through
About the Creator
Cat Moore
Author | Poet | Cat Momma | Yogi | Fiber Artist | She\Her

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