You may not know...
I am a proud mother
Of two amazing human beings
I’m also a passionate lover
My tribe always bringing new teachings
You may not know
But here goes...
I am often full of anxiety
But also extreme love
I like me, finally
But not nearly enough
I am thirty four
And have no direction
It’s becoming hard to ignore
Weighted by my imperfections
I’m grateful for all I’ve underwent
But damn it I am aging terribly
Not how I saw my life being spent
Ultimately recovering mentally
You may not know
I’ll show you though...
I’m really fucking strong
With no follow through
Many struggles lifelong
But never misconstrue
I am loyal and devoted
Reliable and timely
My heart has eroded
Jaded, but only slightly
If I had to define me
I’d like for you to understand
I wish I tried harder
To show you who I am
You may not know
Who I am really
But I’d like to grow
Presenting me fiercely
About the Creator
DMTakeshi
DMTakeshi has zero credentials and these poems have a high probability that they are the ramblings of a person with a serious mental illness. Enjoy!
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