Ex-Mute

ivegotstoriestotell:

The definition of strength is different for everyone.

Some can define it as the ability to bench press twice their weight.

Others can say it’s the ability to say no to that piece of double chocolate cake.

We idolize it. We’re all seeking to be strong.

And actually, a few years ago, my definition of strength was wrong.

Well, wrong for me,

Because how I interpreted it wasn’t helping me.

See, my definition of strength was silence.

No one really understood me so it was better to be quiet,

No need to give people more bullets for the teasing of which I was a target,

No, I’d rather not explain,

I’d rather not reveal something that might get held over my head and later dropped to crush me like I was Wile E. Coyete and that information was the Acme anvil,

I’ll chill.

No one wants to hear me talk about my feelings -

Let’s be real.

No, you don’t need to know why I’m upset.

I’ll put on a front because I know what’s best for me,

I’ll continue to speak the world’s biggest lie, “I’m fine,”

When I’m really falling apart at the seams,

It seems everyone likes that answer better anyway.

It’s not messy and it wastes no one’s time,

So even if I had looked depressed, I said I was fine.

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From my writing blog, an original poem. Part of my testimony. Sorry it’s so long! Hope you enjoy it anyway :)




To no one in particular

you, my dear, are like an oyster

difficult to open up

but the possibility of finding something

beautiful in that clamped mind

is worth the struggle


I read something beautiful today and it came from the back of a Tazo tea box.

I read something beautiful today and it came from the back of a Tazo tea box.


Eyes Like Judas - Jackie Hill.

Awesome spoken word piece! I need to start back up my beast of a poet series. She’s definitely on the list. I need to make a list.

Enjoy!


I love you like yesterdays - reminders that I’ve managed to survive so far.
You remind me that love is renewable and that my heart wasn’t ruined
when it was shattered.
It only grew stronger with the best salve God ever made - time.


I just want to write a bunch of poems about you. Maybe then my heart will be satisfied. Maybe then the fantasy will die.


I met him!!! Rudy Francisco! And it all started on Tumblr. (watching his videos) :))))

I met him!!! Rudy Francisco! And it all started on Tumblr. (watching his videos) :))))