I say
I’m being
kind
to myself.
Don’t stress
over
the
mess.
Maybe
I should
though?
I try
to push
doubt
away.
But
the mess
consumes
me.
I miss
pretty
photos
on the
walls.
I miss
cozy
spots
to relax.
I miss
annoying
visits
from
friends
and
family.
I miss
a kitchen
ready
to cook
gumbo.
And bake
Birthday cakes
If I want to.
I miss
laying
in the
grass
under the
cypress tree
in the
backyard.
I miss
space
For
Overnight
Guests.
The mess
Keeps
them at
A distance
Helps avoid
demands
That overwhelm
When the mess
consumes me
I’m my own
worst enemy.
When does
avoidance
become
neglect?
I’m not settled
I haven’t been
For some time
We live
between
our ears.
I’m homesick
For a place
of my own
That I’ve
never
Known.
I’m only
left with
One voice
inside
my head
That’s me
I beg her
Please stop
Being
So cruel.
Apr 11
Apr 11, 2026 at 11:06 AM UTC
I say
I’m being
kind
to myself.
Don’t stress
over
the
mess.
Maybe
I should
though?
I try
to push
doubt
away.
But
the mess
consumes
me.
I miss
pretty
photos
on the
walls.
I miss
cozy
spots
to relax.
I miss
annoying
visits
from
friends
and
family.
I miss
a kitchen
ready
to cook
gumbo.
And bake
Birthday cakes
If I want to.
I miss
laying
in the
grass
under the
cypress tree
in the
backyard.
I miss
space
For
Overnight
Guests.
The mess
Keeps
them at
A distance
Helps avoid
demands
That overwhelm
When the mess
consumes me
I’m my own
worst enemy.
When does
avoidance
become
neglect?
I’m not settled
I haven’t been
For some time
We live
between
our ears.
I’m homesick
For a place
of my own
That I’ve
never
Known.
I’m only
left with
One voice
inside
my head
That’s me
I beg her
Please stop
Being
So cruel.
4/2024
