Cat mom, Poet, Writer, Chronic illness fighter who loves hiking, fishing, rock climbing, cooking, creating, and always pushing her own limits.
My tongue is tied down to my teeth
My mouth is super glued shut
Reinforced with layer upon layer of duct tape
I’ve been let down one too many times
Step One: Forget your own self-worth. Fill that empty space with the thousands of reasons why you love him.
Step Two: make people pleasing an art form… Rather, make pleasing him the only thing you…
“Are you ok?” did not echo down the haunted corridors in my home
Instead it whispered, withered like lips too parched to bloom
Growing up in a house that was crumbling down made everyone blind and deaf