infinite ~a poem I wrote befoe my sobriety

in poetry •  7 years ago 

over and over I try to tell myself "care a little less, it only hurts because I care too much"
I get my brush with my anxious characters in my head
I should remember to care for myself
I suppose that's the constant human struggle
I want to leave my body behind
allow my soul to rush to loved ones
reassure them, it'll be okay in the end
pick them up out of their fleshy molds and set them free
Michael told me to talk to the man in the mirror
to learn to quiet my thoughts and console my soul
my mother isn't there anymore to cover my back
with her protective warm hands and lull me back into my sleep of ignorance
It's up to me, and I will be the change I want to see


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