he told me i
can't have this
wounds patched up, i
can't heal
the only way to
close the
wound, is to
break
completely

so i
Broke
but i
am still
alive
help me
break
and let me
bleed out
in the dead
silence
of
night

For me, depression is walking across the street without looking both ways.
It's sitting in a car wishing an accident would come, wishing you would be the only casualty.
It's cooking everything despite not wanting to, eating everything in sight just because there's a slim chance of dying from poison.
It's staying out in the rain and never moving, staring in the distance. Waiting for a branch to knock me unconscious.
It's staying up till dawn knowing you have to be up early the next day.
It's zoning out at random intervals because you have no energy anymore.
It's staying in your room unless necessary.
It's staying in bed until life comes knocking at the door.
It's losing inspiration on things you previously liked.
To me, these are the meaning of depression.

Even though I’m not a MOM per say
I feel like I am one each and every day
From the students I taught dance or to anyone that looks up to me
I feel blessed to be the “support” in their lives
So maybe I am a MOM in (disguise)
I may not have a child of my own (only my fur babies)
I’m always there for anyone so they don’t feel (alone)
Being a MOM doesn’t just mean giving birth to your own flesh and blood
It’s being an inspiration and supporter to anyone in your life

Today we Celebrate (YOU)
A MOM in disguise
Who wears a mask
Is a superhero to all
Who is always there to pick you up when you fall
Who hugs you tight
Wipes away your tears
Who is your biggest fan
Through all your years

That’s been me
(A MOM in the wings)
To all my “children”
Who have looked up to me
Who now make me believe
That I’ve always been a MOM even if it’s in (make believe )

        Happy Mother’s Day to all