I GrieveA Poem by gabiaimeeFor myself
Last week I cried over a cookie.
It took me all day to get the batter right and when it came out of the oven it was black. I can't even bake a cookie right, so I cried. Yesterday I relapsed over water. I dropped the uneven liquid weight and had to mop up the hardwood floors. I can't even carry a glass of water, so I relapsed. Last night I panicked over a phone call. A telemarketer rang but when I picked up no words came out of my throat, only unease. I can't even talk on the phone, so I panicked. This morning I lost hope over makeup. My unsteady hands couldn't match and eyeliner wasn't neat enough so I wiped it off. I can't even do makeup right, so I lost hope. Tonight I grieve for my old self. Now I see that mundane, everyday tasks are obstacle courses that I can't complete anymore. I am not myself anymore, so I grieve.
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