Just as it came

I can no longer remember when it left.

I can no longer feel its weight.

Oh

How dark it was,

How terriblly I ached, that the promise of death had felt like peace.

I can only remember

How much I begged and prayed

For it go away.

How desperate I was

For this monster to go away.

I had knelt on my bedroom floor, sobbing quietly.

Sobbing quietly, because they wouldn’t understand

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My arms shook beneath the cafeteria table as I attempted to smoothly wipe my sweaty palms on my thighs without grabbing Mackenzie’s attention. I had been invited by one of her friends to sit at the table since I had been eating lunch alone for the past few weeks since school started. I watched them converse, bouncing from topic to topic. I didn’t say anything.

Perhaps, I could’ve been like Macke...

An existence meant to serve others, grown only to be picked and forgotten. Man labels its vibrant red as the color of passion, of romance, of charm and love. Yet this rose was ripped from the land that nourished it, taken from the light that grew it.

The rose is dead.

How “ugly”the rose is now that its petals are dry, now that it’s brittle leaves have fallen off.

Is this the symbol of beaut...

My baby and I have a lot in common. Her dark curly hair , her deep brown eyes, her blank face. she’s only six, I notice the different teeth she places below her pillow in hopes of the tooth fairy giving her gifts in return. They often warn me…the nanny’s, the teachers, even the kids riding tricycles instead of bicycles warn me.

But who are they to warn me?

What do they know about my...