A writing prompt by Rupi Kaur
I wept inside at how
Small
She was
She was just
A child
Her long blond hair
Glowed
Like silk
Throughout
the years
As she grew
she learned
To abuse herself
She figured it was
Better than feeling
The emptiness and pain of being.
So abuse felt more
Normal
In her existence…
A writing prompt by Rupi Kaur
I shook off
That heavy jacket and I realized it wasn’t a jacket after all
It was years and years of
Others peoples ideals
I jumped up and out of
Expectations
I jumped up and out
Of comparison
I jumped and shook
Off all the years of
Disappointment
I had felt
About…
