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Heather Sep 5
What they never tell you about loosing weight
Is that you feel each piece leave
There is a tangible feeling of less protection  
Maybe society is so afraid of fat because they know the truth
Fat people wear their armor 24/7
Heather Apr 2021
Lately I find that my life is shaded in many colors of grey
I neither love him nor can live without
I love the idea of another, but the way he treats me makes me hate him
I feel seen but also burdened by the later
And somewhere in the middle of this tangled web of half truths lies my lonely soul
Always alone.
Heather Apr 2019
I will never be that foolish again as to expect anything to break my fall but my own two hands.
Heather Feb 29
Squeak squeak
Rumbleeeeee
Tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk
“MOMMMM”
“Hey babe I just got through security”
Rumbleeeeeeee
Tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk
“Those flying to Charlotte will board on gate A11”
“Girl let’s get a drink”
“Dad I’m on my way home, I board in 20”
Squeak squeak
Tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk tuk
“Ladies and gentleman may I have your attention please”

You’ll go far and you’ll go home
You’ll run to love or from heartbreak
But nothing brings clarity like the unbelievable stillness in your heart as a wallflower in an airport gate.
Heather Feb 29
I’ve lost track of the time I’ve spent in this mental tug of war.
Im still hoping to be better than the last time we said goodbye.
I’ve been walking the line between demure and unleashed.
The glitter of others catch my eye, tho fleeting
None illuminate me like you.
I feel the dimming as I walk deep into this cavern.
The farther I walk the harder it is to see that from which I came.
I don’t recognize me; not in my reflection and not in my heavy steps.
There’s no certainty that this is a path of healing.  
And I know healing; my hands have willed it with vashe soaked gauze.
And I know healing; I’ve auscultated it in lobes and bases.
And I know healing; I’ve smelled it in the excrement of the bedridden.
And I know healing.
I know healing?
Finally blocking Ty
Heather May 2019
Could I be more?

If the grips of anxiety didn’t choke me until I feel constantly on my last breath
If PTSD didn’t rid me of sleep
If sadness didn’t settle in my bones and weigh my body down
If BDD didn’t starve me figuratively and literally

Could I be more?
Mental Health is a disability that cannot be seen. It’s real, it’s painful, and often misunderstood. It manifests physically for many of us.

If you are struggling as well, you are beautiful and I am here for you.
Heather Mar 11
May her broken body peacefully return to earth
And her broken heart heal in the next place
I don’t know where we go when we die but I hope it’s not nearly as dark for her as this world was.
Heather Apr 2019
I may never wrap my head around
What it was about you
That could make me run full speed ahead into that dead end
Heather Dec 2019
So many things I wanted to say
But the sugar coated my throat
And the cream turned my stomach
And your voice drowned my thoughts
So I opened the car door
And I walked back to myself
Bi
Heather Mar 5
Bi
Was I born with this
The part that  can’t be tamed
She craves chaos
A cigarette between my fingers
A straw parting my lips
My bare feet on stone, sand, tile, dirt, mulch, glass
But she’s never here when I wake to wash the cuts, to rinse the sin, to recover the funds
Is she me or is she chemical
Heather Apr 2019
Each night since he left
I trace your words on my skin
I memorize the curve of the L
And try to imagine what you would say

But the truth is I haven’t the slightest clue
You never worried about men, so it seemed.
I wish you had taught me how.
Grandma- love you always
Heather Mar 2021
Smoke curls
Prison soap
Jameson

Eyes nose throat

Shut
Wide
Squeezed

Eyes nose throat
Heather Mar 2021
I reached my hand out to you
And I was terrified
You could see it in my eyes
“You’re done with me”
No I say, I’m just afraid


Afraid of what?
You are bewildered
I take a pause and say
Your desire for me.

Because what men desire
They take.
Cod
Heather Jun 24
Cod
I think you swam through my veins
Hooked on my vessels with your claws
I imagine what it would be like to stand under the waterfall of you
Cleansing heartache
Heather Jun 15
Even in the places I go to escape you
I find you
I’m brought to tears in the middle of the dance floor with all of the motion, and lights and sound and smoke swirling around me
I feel the tangible space all around my body
I feel the weight of being without you
Heather Aug 2020
Sometimes I drive so far down the highway of my mental illness
My loneliness becomes my whole.

I’m just spinning in circles
Looking for signs
Looking for the road map.
Heather Mar 2021
What is it called when the very act of being near someone makes you want to drive full speed off of a cliff?

But you can’t be without them.
Heather Jan 2020
Was it the patchwork dress I wore for my 8th birthday
Or the mud pies we made after the snow melted
Was it the green and black pleated skirt
Or the behavior chart with little red exes

What of these things rooted
Shallow and wide like a redwood
Shading my heart and soul
Encasing me in doubt
Heather Apr 2019
I spent three weeks stewing in anger
Sweating you out of my pores

And today the fever broke
But my body still aches from the chills

I’m exhausted from having and losing you.
But now I see this doesn’t have to be my failure alone.

I am not the heroine of this tale
Just as you are no villain

We are two people
Who choose two different paths.

And when I strain I can still see the light where our path split
The lamppost of blissful ignorance
I spent the weekend with no phone camping and meeting new people. It was the push I needed to see the light at the end of this tunnel. And while I am sad at least the fury and denial are gone.
Heather Apr 2019
I tried to forget your face
While he was touching me
But your always waiting at the bottom of the bottle.
And in the folds of my pillowcase
Heather May 2019
Im in a race with the bottom of the bottle
Who will forget the way it feels to have you wrapped around themselves first?
Heather Apr 30
Ever  been ***** and equally uninspired?
Not a single person keeps the fantasy alive
Heather Mar 13
For all the sadness in my bones
Nothing can negate the peace I have laying
In the grass watching the sunset
Heather Mar 27
The crank of the pump is audible maybe for the first time
Drops joining a full line endlessly pouring into the vein
Skin so thin I can almost perceive the flow of morphine.. or is it blood?
I can count her bones as I clean
A pressure so light like when I was an infant and my father tickled my toes
No muscle or fat remaining they’ve already rejoined nature
But then the chest balloons, one shallow breath falling into step with mine
Sending a shudder down my spine like I’ve been electrocuted
Both of us hold our breath as i roll her bones
Black pools of blood on her back
Like ink spilling out on the page
vying to get out
And tell her story
Heather Mar 11
I think I spend half my life mourning the versions of me before
And the next half terrified of reaching my final form
Heather Dec 2020
Glassy and red
But oh so crystal blue
They’re beautiful
When you make me cry
Ty
Heather May 2020
It’s these moments that still shock me
As much as a Sunday school girl past
When I close my eyes and see flashes of me
On top
And *******
And hair pulled
And *** smacked

As much as I want to be virtuous. I’m just not that kind of Mary it seems.
Heather Sep 5
Lately I feel like a bird with wet wings
In theory I have the freedom of the skies
But I’m stuck on the ground
Heather Jul 3
The funny thing about standing at the mountain top
Is the way it casts a shadow on all the steps before
No matter that I’m looking down the path I just walked
I can’t feel that first step again
I can’t feel the feeling in my stomach the first time his hand brushed mine
I can’t feel the flutter of that first kiss
I can never again feel that first ******
But the cursed last one, that one you never forget.
Heather Oct 26
What if the thoughts never developed
If I could leave them in the dark room
Better yet still on their film roll
What if I could take each step
Without words knocking on the back of my teeth
Heather Apr 1
Cuz mama when it boils down to it we’re all fools
And I’ve become the monster that lets him believe he can fool me more than once
Heather Apr 2019
Can roses bloom again
If it were to rain
On the grave of my heart
A passing thought
Heather Sep 21
Unfortunately once I hate you
It’s infinite
It grows and furls in every space of my mind
Unfortunately once I love you
I’m bound to hate you
Heather May 2019
The blood drained from my hands
And drained from my head
Ran to my heart

Racing, flashing, dancing

Your brought me to my knees hopefully for the last time
I blocked your number today and with that I had the worst panic attack of my life. I was just standing in the copy room and it hit like a bag of bricks, brought me straight to the ground. It was the last bit of anxiety as I finally stood up for myself. And it hurt, terribly,  to leave you behind.
Heather Apr 23
As I struggle for oxygen
And swallow the lump in my throat
I remember the way you saved me

As I skip breakfast
And walk for more and more miles each day
I remember how you praised me

I am as broken as I always was
And I remember what a beautiful thing to be
Sometimes even those who challenge and disappoint you can steer you back on to your path
Heather Mar 11
I want to suffocate your memory.
I want to burn your image.
I want to record over the soundtrack of your voice with a thousand new songs
Each day I wake up I dig your grave deeper.
It’s become so deep that the dirt has begun to fall on me
If only I could drag you down with me.
From first heartbreak to most serious. Fascinating how it’s become angrier in the rewrite. I’m stronger, yet still me.
Heather May 27
I could spend eternity
Sitting in the pouring rain
But it would never rinse you from my skin
Heather May 28
I’m scared to turn 30 without you
A decade you never stepped foot in
Time keeps slipping away
I used to grow with it
But lately it feels as if it’s growing around me
Heather Jun 15
The thing I want most in this life is stillness
To loose the urge to run
Stop the constant cogs of change
But it seems the harder I push content
The heavier it becomes
Heather Apr 2019
No. I don’t want to talk.
What would I say?
That all my dreams are either ******* him or killing me?
Like that doesn’t sound insane?

Like you wouldn’t think I’m loosing my mind?
Because truthfully I am loosing my mind.
Somehow I love him in such a way that he hurts me, but I am left holding the razor.

He draws me into the cave with the warmth of a firey soul and then
Leaves me standing in the cold
Listening to echoes of my own growling stomach; of my own beating heart

Feeling a fool for entering alone
Because then I see it was a reflection all this time
His soul was never mine to have and never mine to keep

— How are you doing?
Heather Jun 2019
For all my life I’ve been a woman obsessed
With taking up as little space as possible
To shrink my waist
And sink my cheeks

I’ve been a woman obsessed
With being heard as little as possible
To bite my tongue and not interrupt
To keep the ******* curse words in

I’ve been a woman obsessed
With winning the hearts of others
To see the twinkle in their eye when they smile at me

But I am thick, and I am loud, and I forgot to love myself.
Heather Apr 2019
My therapist blinks
Once
         Twice
“But you know that’s no good”

I stare thoughtfully
“Yes”

“Yes what?”

Yes, I know how many calories it takes to keep from fainting,
To keep the growling at bay
To stop the cramping
But that doesn’t stop my body from revolting every time I take a bite
It doesn’t keep the calculator from running
It doesn’t make unsafe foods seem safe


Because nothing stops the pain like physical pain. And up until this point nothing has ever felt quite as good as hunger.


“Yes I know I can’t skip breakfast and lunch”

But my bones know the truth.
Heather May 2019
Your love made my stomach turn
Gnarled my fingers
Twisted my intestines

Your love made me light as a feather
Turned my dreams from distant stars
To the Apple just within reach

But tell me
Should love hurt so bad?
I miss you
Heather Mar 27
I used to long to be another half
But lately I can’t imagine anything more empty
Than shaving myself so thin
Heather Apr 2019
Sometimes I’m tragically  sad
Unjustly so
And I’m tired of apologizing for it
Heather May 2019
She loves me
He lusts for me
They need me
You long for me
But I am alone
Heather May 28
I wonder if everyone feels this heavy
If midday naps become a constant escape
From the crushing desperation they live with
If the only time they feel light is drifting through their dreams
Heather Apr 2019
I wanted
And want
Nothing more than to make you smile
And know that you share that pure joy with only me

But we both know I had nothing more to give you
Because your staying in the sinking ship;
Going down without a fight
..
And I’m a swimmer
Swimming away from your wreckage
Im truly sorry I can’t be friends
Heather Feb 20
You’re gritty between my toes
I watch my roots sink deep
Anchoring me, through the high tide
Imprisoning me still
As you recede
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