shut my mouth

twisted and torn
from trying to be brave
grin and bear it
don’t be a misery
others have it worse
but it hurts
the simple truth is this
it hurts
and I don’t know
where to go with this pain
how to expunge it
I spill emotions into words
let go the angst
feel free
but this
this endless aching
twinging fire
remains despite a novel
placed upon a page
and I’m still here
still torn
wanting to scream
complain and moan
but trying
trying oh so hard

fighting for spring

lingering grip
with frozen roots
and shivering stems
we haul ourselves
to bloom
to open up
our delicate hearts
and show the world
that we are strong
we will not
lie down in the ice
and let it
trap us in its depths
we will not
cool our golden souls
but stand up tall
declare it spring