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Are you okay? Yes I am.. But I wasn't , As I responded to that, Because what else to say, When you aren't, Are you feeling good? Yes I am.. When I wasn't, But how will it help, If I responded for real, Do you need water? Yes I want.. But just shut down, The surrounding chatter, With infinite laughter, I couldn't bear, The noise, Inside me growing larger, Than my voice that was, Shaking my exterior poise, My daughter, Came closer.. As she held my, trembling hand, As she whispered, Mom, it will get better.. My partner, Looked at me, And wanted me to know.. It's okay, Not to be okay, Getting drunk, And throwing up.. Is all part of growing up, Till the part, Where you start loving, Just water again.. My mom and dad, Comforted me,  That although sad as it looks, Things aren't that bad.. As explained by the books, Relationships and people, Are the ones that make you stable, While everything else, Can topple,   Well, there will be loads of trouble, But more than that t


Shed those wings..
If they don’t aid to fly.
Shed those tears..
If they always make you cry.
Shed those notions..
That refrain you from try.
Shed those attractions..
That lead you to lie.
Shed the skin..
That outgrows.
Shed the thoughts..
That overflows.
Shed the fin..
That delays the swim.
Shed the tail..
That drags you to fail.
Shed the color..
That shows you pale.
Shed the bone..
That holds you back.
Shed the tone..
That easily cracks.
Shed what’s beneath if it’s getting weak..
Shed the voice underneath that’s getting meek.
Shed and grow over..
Shed and go beyond.
As camouflage has to seek..
Behind it’s hiding streak.


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