If you walked a mile in my shoes
You would feel the weight of the world on your chest
Trying to catch your own breath
Like Peter trying to catch his silhouette
It always seems to run from me
My eyes are bigger than my stomach
I’ve loaded too much on my plate
I don’t seem to have an appetite
Big enough to eat it all
I guess that’s what happens when you’re used to your stomach
Meeting your back in rib cages
Cages seem like safe places to birds who’ve never flown before
I have never flown before
My wings seem too broken
I have trust issues
So its hard for me to believe that the wind will carry me
Have you ever tried to walk in shoes
too big for your feet
They weren’t meant for me in the first place
Shoes laces don’t tie tight enough
so I stumble a lot
Had to learn to crawl before I could walk
I had to start with bare basics
Checking on my posture like
Feet shoulder length apart
Back in
Chest out
Shoulders back
Chin held high
Putting one foot…. In front of the other
I take it ONE step at a time
I’ve become claustrophobic
These cages can’t contain me anymore
My wingspan too big
These cages ain’t safe anymore
I didn’t realize until I was free they never really were
If you walked a mile in my shoes
You would know what it’s like living in bullet proof glass houses
I live in glass houses because I’m transparent
And aint got shit to hide
I took my skeletons out of my closet
And laid them to rest
I don’t flinch anymore when shots are fired
I buried guilt next to shame
They still haunt me in my sleep sometimes
Whispering:
“You’ll never be good enough, smart enough, you’ll never be loved or love enough
You will always be that girl who found refuge in beds
Hiding in strange places
These bottles seem to misplace you”
But I can’t hear the whispers anymore my actions be too loud
Waking in a queen sized bed just big enough to love myself in
Praying to God
“Relieve me of the bondage of self-will
This ain’t about me Lord let me live in your will”
Adjusting my eyes to the light/ I have slept too long
I am woke now!
I no longer have to be sleeping to live the life of my dreams now
Took me eight years but I never gave up I got my degree now!
My wings are healing/ I take flight now
These poems are a testimony to your greatness/ I get free now
I have caught my breath I can finally breathe now
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