You howl
to strains of Beauty and the Beast
sit perched dead
center of the couch
Grabbing the books
Clawing at the pages like it’s their fault
Pretending to read
to get me to leave
You alone
Your arm
newly bruised and torn by
your own teeth
something inside
or something outside
a teenage body
that doesn’t understand
Ben is scared
hiding in the other room
Nothing I say can
ever make it right
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🙁 Bad day, huh? ((hug))
You know it.thanks.
Full spectrum of emotions. Hearing that, Woman.
sounds tough, sending my blessings across states…
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*hugs*
The bad days like the one it sounds like you’re having make the good ones a million times better.
Hang in there! (Not that you need the reminder.)
When it’s down it’s got no place to go but up…I wish I could make it all better for you…and Ben.
{hugs} Sorry you had a bad day. Did it feel a little better to express it so eloquently? Good thoughts coming to you from Canada.
i echo momkeepingsane. you expressed that so beautifully.
*hug*