tell me your oldest answers
the ones that hurt me most
your phrases that make me feel inferior.
cut that and put it at the end.
end of the poem.
alarm goes off upstairs.
tell me I shouldn't have my phone on so loud
the echo scares you
scars on my chin
the floor cracks
still.awake.now.
the door always was locked when I came home
but I didn't get lost
walked in the back door quietly and never let you
hear me.
did you think that I would change when I came back around?
it's more than true that this has been the worst year of my life, but I've never learned so much. So much about faith
hope
trust
and what it means to yell at God.
cold dark rooms have become familiar
haunting and realistic
they were the places that I met my Creator in despair
and it still shapes me.
tell me your oldest answers
FIRST
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