Poetry for people who could use a little kindness
I thought I left I remember packing up saying see you later and driving away
So why am I still there?
I still feel pushed away and alone I'm certain no one wants me around but I'm not there anymore where I always felt those feelings
So why am I still there?
I open a door hear voices laughing and I'm back there again with this pit in my stomach
Why am I still here?
You hurt people I love You forgot and ignored me That's why I left Why am I still here?
Why can't I leave?
This world doesn't want people like me
People who were born different People who were raised differently People who look and think differently
People like me People like you People like us
They try to beat us into place Convince us that no one wants us Erase us from the narrative Hope that everyone forgets about us Then leave us to deal with the trauma All on our own
But we are not alone We are not wrong Every single person in this world is different in a million different ways Who are they to say that their ways are right and ours are wrong?
We are different We are unique We cannot be silenced We cannot be erased
Because this is our world
and we will not be forgotten
#Poetry #Autism #BeingDifferent #Trans #YouAreNotAlone #Resilience
Salutations, friend!
I'm six weeks post op!
This means most of my activity restrictions have been lifted. I'm allowed to lift heavy (more than five pounds) objects again, my body maintenance has been reduced from four times daily to three, I can take baths, and a few other things that I won't say here!
It's been a rough six weeks. My mental health has been erratic, with a lot of crashes in the last week in particular. Thank you to everyone who has reached out during this time. My poetry posting will hopefully stabilize again once my mental health does. Until then, I hope you've enjoyed what I've managed to post.
In the coming weeks, I'm gonna try going out again. I don't know about open mics, but at least going to some local events. We'll see how it goes.
I love you all so much. Thank you for letting me share my journey with you.
Even on the bad days when I'm struggling to go on I can still try my best to keep carrying on
It's tough to push through it to reach for my dreams but I can still keep going what else is there to do?
Sure, I might fail I might end up going backwards but other days, if I'm lucky I'll find just the right words
I can make a difference I can keep moving on Above all else I can still try
My demons are many
Anxiety Depression Dysphoria
But the biggest one of all the one that haunts my every moment
Trauma
Every cut Every bruise Every slammed door Every hateful scream Every venomous jab
I remember them all
Trauma won't let me forget
But I need to move on Keep moving forward I know it will heal with time The nightmares aren't real It's gonna be okay
Just keep moving forward One day at a time
At first, I didn't see them I didn't even know they were there then they flickered to life for a second bright and beautiful
just like me
They flickered and faded again and again I could only see them at special moments but as fleeting as they were I knew they belonged
Just like me
One day, I went to sleep closed my eyes and when I opened them there were my wings clear as a sunny, blue sky
Just Like me
Now my wings are always there fluttering and colorful full of light and beauty just like a butterfly
Just Like Me
I'm home again! After over two weeks away, I'm so happy to be back. My own home, my own bed. My couch, my kitties. My lovely roommates. There really is no place like home.
In the coming days, I'm going to write up more of my experience with this process. The two weeks of lots of ups and downs. The potions I drank, the maneuvers I learned, and the intense training I am undergoing.
For now, I'm just happy to be home again.
Away for so long Now I will never forget There's no place like home
What will happen next? I will keep my fingers crossed And hope for the best
Tick tock goes the clock I feel every second Waiting for nothing