Broken Pieces

If my life was a 
windshield,
depression was the
rock
that cracked it and
 anxiety
was the gut wrenching 
shatter
when it all fell
apart.

No Wonder

We question why
it is difficult and
radical
for people to love
themselves,
yet we live in a 
world
that capitalizes 
and prospers from
self loathing.

Prevention

Isolation is a silent
killer. Love, openness
and inclusion are
secret saviours.
Please, stay. 

Nothing is the Same

Tread cautiously through
the landmines of life,
even the calmest of scenes
can be wrought with danger.
Nothing is ever as it seems.

Constant

It’s a bird, it’s a plane.
It’s a lifelong companion I
never asked for, and
it won’t go away.

The Perfect Storm

I wish I was like
the rain;
commanding, graceful,
and full of force. 

Proportion

Why do a world of women & girls
search for yeses and noes,
for rights and wrongs,
for good and bad,
from a group of minds that will always be closed?

Out of Tune

She sings sweet songs
for all the wrong people.
She sings them for crowds
who cannot understand the words. 

The Count

Breath. One, two,
three.
Survive. One, two,
three.
Live. Three, two,
one.

Please Stay

You are a candle
and deserve to
burn out in due course,
not to have your light
prematurely extinguished.