Courage

Courage is getting out of bed when the voices in my head scream louder than the sound of my beating heart.

Courage is stomaching two anxiety pills and one SSRI before getting out of bed even though my father thinks I’m a drug addict.

Courage is letting go of something comfortable in order to pursue something that sets my soul on fire.

Courage is the heart-wrenching strength to go on when it feels like everything is going wrong.

Silent Screams

Past wounds penetrated by the slice of fresh memories
and the pain isn’t foreign to me
bleeding into reality like the blood on the leaves
the fantasy of bodies flying over car hoods onto the concrete
spilling into the earth like tears spilled onto leather car seats
that absorbed my pain n muffled my screams
this time you will hear me and this time you will see me.