A wall length mirror shows me every crack in my skin, Like I am a puzzle that only appears to fit Together, there are spaces between my edges I have not yet deciphered but then again, Neither have you. I thought the phone would have rang by now But maybe you’re as lost as I am I don’t know how to find the girl Who listened to your stories and thought they were the gospel I am not the woman you could have made me I am the the woman I made myself A stack of loose bricks, but I am climbing When you've never made it off the ground I've been there a thousand times but I never found Hope inside a bottle dripping in self pity This s**t is hereditary I boiled my self confidence and served it over An empty plate and I still can’t handle When a man screams I think the walls will collapse On top of me. I still remember what it felt like to be seven. Though thanks to you, I can count memories on my fingers I strung up worlds like capes and wore them so Nothing could ever hurt me And when you left the silence deafened me I can’t remember your voice but the feeling Intoxicates me I thought you would have called by now. Five years later I am the woman My father would have never wanted me to be Because I didn't let my mental illness define me And maybe that's why the phone never rings.
I love the way you claim your independence in this even though you have been deeply hurt it's as if you are rising back with a strength that was born from the very thing that hurt you. 'I am not the woman you could have made me I am the woman I made myself a stack of loose bricks, but I am climbing." I love this whole piece. Great job. Keep up the good work.
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"I strung up worlds like capes and wore them so" Brilliant! There is pain, there is honesty, there is metaphor, there is REALITY.What more do I need?
I love the way you claim your independence in this even though you have been deeply hurt it's as if you are rising back with a strength that was born from the very thing that hurt you. 'I am not the woman you could have made me I am the woman I made myself a stack of loose bricks, but I am climbing." I love this whole piece. Great job. Keep up the good work.