
I am covered in Scar Tissue on the inside
it surrounds my heart like the paper you put in Christmas Bags to protect presents
whenever I step outside I am very self aware and wonder if everyone can see, truly see how broken I am
the masks we wear to try to fit in or look ok or normal are exhausting
when all you want to do is scream that this is wrong, it surely is not right
this thing, this thing that happened, happened to me
did it happen to you too?
when you hit fifty all of that just doesn't matter anymore and you rip off your tight mask just to breath
and you start to love yourself and patch up the pieces
at least that's my experience, maybe I waited to long
or suffered too long
or swam in my anguish as if that were all there is to this life
my parents left me when I was 11
swimming in my anguish I couldn't smile
Cause id drown, drown from all of this
my parents left me when I was 11
I'm loving myself now
and slowly breathing
my daughter plays music on her record player, I yell please play that song again, what was that?
Subway By Chapel Roan
whatever it is I love it I yell to her, she slides the needle back and the initial notes begin to play causing my soul to stir and be happy
did it happen to you too?



Comments (1)
I ripped off the mask this year in my 30's. People are shocked when they hear even a bit of what I've gone through. I'm glad you've taken your mask off. We all deserve to breathe 🙏