"houk" poems
I am from hair ties, but no longer rely on them, from conditioner bottles but no longer need them, from dance mirrors that let me watch others make mistakes so I would not repeat them
I am from the same town and house I grew up in
I am from people pleasing
From taking their opinion over my own
I am from addiction, from the twelve steps, and sickness
I am from the questions why and how
I am from three years sober, and from I love you
From hard work over happiness, and family over pride
I am from the Catholic Church, even though I don't agree, rosaries and Hail Maries, are what my family brought me up to be
I am from whiskey lullabies, from watching my hero drink away trust and hit rock bottom
I am from forgiveness and letting go, to watch my Mufasa come back stronger and brighter
I am from writing, from discoveries, and not letting anybody get in the way of my goal
I am from the church, but no longer rely on it, from my parents but no longer need them, from alcoholism that let me watch others make mistakes so I would not repeat them
Mar 14, 2014
Mar 14, 2014 at 2:15 AM UTC