A Collection of Short Stories & Poems

I Survived Another Day

Empty space all around me.
Nothing left, it's all gone.
Silence, like the eye of a cyclone.
The air is now safe to breathe.

Like the leaves of autumn, I begin to fall.
Like the mid winter, I am death.
Not wanted, not loved.
Just tolerated.

Darkness swells around me.
Embracing me with its arms.
Deep in despair and cold as ice.
I'm overcome with the void.

I am alone, yet loneliness is absent.
I close my eyes, I can breathe.
Safe from constant judgment.
My shoulders finally relax.

Suddenly my mind is torn from peace.
Ripped back into the now of reality.
My shoulders tense, my fists clench.
Another day my death evades me.

Everyday I repeat, everyday I wait.
Wait for peoples words of hate.
Everyday I repeat, repeat the pain.
Everyday sees another piece of me break.

Flight or fight.
Freeze or seize.
Every turn.
Every touch.

How do I learn to let people in?
How do I learn to let people out?
Positive out.
Negative in.