I'm not okay

A postpartum emotional rant.

I wish I could understand

All these thoughts in my head

I can't figure out

What has changed in me

Nothing seems to make any sense

I get angry and frustrated at the littlest things

I never know what each day will hold

Will I be happy and patient

And present and kind

Or will I feel like I'm slowly losing my mind

I'm trying so hard not to lash out

But sometimes those words escape my mouth

I spend so much time trying to justify

Why what I had said was okay

But in reality I know I'm not okay

I'm reaching out for your hand to hold

And yet it seems like you're farther away

I never wanted to push you

I've spent too long pretending

And denying the signs

That I'm not okay

I've never been one to ask for help

I would rather try and fix it myself

This time it's different

What needs fixing is me

So here I am I'm crying out in need

To fix what's wrong inside of me

Please someone hear my cry

I'm dying to be free

Of this prison being built inside of me

Reviews

[Ruth]

An incredibly visceral piece that many women would relate to I believe...a courageous poem that identifies such issues and a tangible aura that leaves the reader emotional...blessings...