I’m trying to get this writing thing going again, forreals this time.
Here is the best I could come up with a couple of days ago. It’s not much, but it is a start.
and one day, I opened my eyes…
surprise, surprise the lies i tied to you
are no longer able to masquerade as the truth
in my mourning this morning my self-confidence
went from dragging itself, awkwardly crawling
to sprouting legs and walking proudly
I outgrew the shroud of disappointment
shook off the stale stench of you