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Christina Cox Feb 2016
If I could write a letter to my mom and tell her the truth...
how liberating and sad it would be.

Dear mom if I take my own life,
don't be afraid of the word suicide.
There were inner demons I could never beat.
Who left their claw marks on my sleeve.

Dear mom if I die, I hope that you're not sad.
Because I'm finally done with the life that so brutally hurt me.

Dear mom I love you so.
And I wish that you knew that taking my life was never about you,
but the darkness in my soul.

Dear mom I know that you believe in a God who won't give you more than you can handle.
But if this is true then why
is it that I want to die?
Because I've had so much more than I can handle.
And I just can't fight anymore.

Dear mom I don't want to alarm you
to the truths lying in wait
in the caverns of my soul

But.

Dear mom I'm dying inside
and I can't take it anymore.

Dear mom tonight I'll say goodnight
and whisper how I love you.
Then go and be alone
to try to stay alive
for just one more hellish night.
Christina Cox Jan 2016
Now you

S   t    A   r   T    l   E

awake.

Feelings of
I'm late for work
I'll be fired
******* it.

Yes, you are late.

12
11                     1
10                              2
9    <--------!                 3
8                !                4
7           !           5
6

9:30 in the morning
says the clock.

Look at the calendar.

Yesterday ~ Today ~ Tomorrow
Saturday ~ Sunday ~ Monday

The days
you mixed up.

You woke up
for nothing.
Christina Cox Jan 2016
I'm needing a map
Showing in my soul
With a path to leave
Christina Cox Jan 2016
W
    r
       i
          t
             e

On the diagonal
To see a new angle of life.

                                         N
                                      o
                                   w             T
                                                h
                                             e             O
                                                          t
                                                       h
                                                    e
                                                 r

Just look at how things change.

             NOW SCREAM!!!
To show the world you're here to stay.

                                    now whisper
To show the world you have respect.

Change the way you see and speak
To find another's
Point of View.
  Jan 2016 Christina Cox
Cody Haag
Frozen tears on my cheek,
Empty soul within my body.
So cold that it crystallizes the moisture on my face.
Sometimes I feel so empty,
So entirely devoid of humanity.
Christina Cox Jan 2016
I see the way you look at me
a fat girl wearing a crop top at the gym.
Your frown screams how dare you
and I'm sure your mind says it too.

-
The small girl walks in
with perfect hair and shorts barely there.
You will avert your eyes
to avoid the ugly in your gym.

But wait.

You didn't.

You walked over and smiled.
Said hi.
Gave me some advice
and moved on.
-

-
There are boys I know
from middle and high school;
I haven't seen in years.

I see them wonder at my clothes
while acknowledging me
with tiny pursed smiles.
-

-
There are women larger than I
they look at me with disgust
and I don't know why.
-

So many judgements
in a place where walls are mirrors
and sweat is a normal thing.

But do these people really feel
the way I think they do?

Because I look at them
and don't really care.

We're all just working out
in a gym
trying to become
who we want to be.
Christina Cox Jan 2016
Binge.
             Netflix                      
             Hulu                          
             Bulimia                    

I have new ones.
              Writing                    
              Poetry                      

There are times
where in ten measly minutes
I write and write
creating one poem
per two minutes.

Five poems in
ten minutes.

I am Binge Writing.

Pouring out my soul
in the form of a
waterfall.
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