ANAMEMOIR

Like a bus with only me as a passenger

Road bumps are the scars becoming thin

Thoughts are running, spiraling in my brain

I know and I remember everything

I was there…I was present… in every moment.

Freezing skeleton, overthinking

Things I could have said and shouldn’t have

Crawling in my skin, taunting me to jump

Out of the window…and make it all stop.

Clenching my fists, feet nailed on the floor

Sleep soundly… or so long!

Heart self-harms as it screams in rhythm

I will fight for you…my body…I am not alone

Shame, excitement, everything is heavy for me.

Fighting the thought in my head…it feels right

I’m finding the right rhythm to lull me tonight