Adopted by these words
Sitting by myself
Daddy’s crying in the corner
Mommy left us behind
But I have to be a strong little soldier
Feeling abandoned not just by her
But by the tears I try to hide
How can I stand tall
If what I trusted crumbled into lies?
Eyes forward
Straight into the collision
Those who tried to come close to me
I made sure to keep my distance
Drowning myself with the quietness
I have come to learn
That with just this blank sheet and my mind
I could fathom a whole world from words
Aligning my emotions
With the tip of the pencil
As each word filled a space
I realized I myself was essential
Taking away the thoughts before me
As I would these lead shavings
Replacing my outlet with poetry
And not abandon it like my mom did
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