This post is written in response to this week’s Weekly Writing Challenge: Fit to Write. The topic to explore was health, and since I have never had any physical health problems, I decided to focus on mental health. My first attempt was an essay, but I soon got stuck. I was simply not able to write about my own experiences honestly. Maybe I am not quite ready for that yet? In any case, I ended up transforming my thoughts into a poem instead.
Broken if I was not broken who would I be? the landscape of my life is craggy and hostile horizonless pathless life shattered re-made with clumsy fingers the angles are all wrong shards are missing illusions gone forever life never made any promises so why the expectation? who would I be? if I was whole healthy balanced if I had sun-kissed skin and a bouncy ponytail and a soul to match if I had not witnessed the darkest side of those I loved the boundless anger the despair the wish to die if I had not been lied to by the one person I should be able to trust who would I be?