When Curiosity Doesn't Kill You……YOU LEARN. More Than Just a Breathe of Fresh Air

I hear them

Loud and clear

Over and out

Inside and outside

They’re terrified of me

I push them away day and night

I sobered up

I took a shower

I got dressed. I ate

I replinished

And starved

And my head is throbbing

With the desire to hurt

But I do not find that hurt

It’s searching


Reaching and pulling

At anything


Or anything the same

Any of the same abuse

Any of the same

But it’s gone….

The tragedy has been alchemized

Into a beautiful existence

Only I can decipher

If I choose

And only I can get dressed in the morning

And only I

Can starve myself

Of all that is bad

For me….

I’ve absorbed the heartache of many

I’ve absorbed the words

In all actuallity

The few

But these few

Do not define society

And the world

In which I live in

Only the few say I’m stupid

Only the few would go out of their way

To harm me

Only the few

Would continue to do so

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