Word on the Street Issue 48, October 2024
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EMPTINESS
By: Julie Loomis
I wander through a house,
can’t find my way out.
Panic sets in and I run,
my heart beating as I scream.
Lost in a empty house,
my agony echoes through;
Long hallways lead nowhere,
I don’t know what to do.
I try to wake myself up,
too groggy to get away.
Feeling drugged I can’t move.
dark and dreary dismay.
How did I get trapped,
in a place I have never been.
Only in my nightmares,
this place, have I seen.
Unknown fears gather ’round,
like ghosts that linger on.
Left lost and alone inside,
all my loved ones gone.
DEAR SELF
By: Viola Crowley
Dear Self,
You are the only self that I have.
Love me.
Nourish me.
Care for me.
Hold me close.
Mind the boundaries that you have set for me.
Take your meds.
Spend quiet time with me.
These things will bring comfort and joy in our life.
These things will keep us happy and healthy.
These things are necessary to succeed.
I love you and appreciate you.
Thank you.
Love,
Me
I AM YOURS, MI AMOR
By: Viola Crowley
You hurt me but I let it go.
Letting go does not mean forgetting.
It means not letting it hurt me anymore.
I love you and accept you
But I do not accept the pain.
That, I do not hold onto anymore.
We have a future that I can see.
You and me, together forever.
I am yours, Mi Amor.