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July 10, 2024

At thirteen,

I fell in love with ideals,

The fantasy of forever.

I walked away from silent suffering

With humility and rage.

 

At fifteen,

I got into bed with drug-induced

Dependency, escapism, and narcissism.

I walked away from abandonment and treason

With gratitude, patience, and reason.

 

At twenty,

I was swept up in secrecy 

And social climbing.

I walked away from superficiality

With embarrassment and curiosity.

 

At twenty-one,

I felt saved by adoration

And nostalgia.

I walked away from self-inflation

And comparison

With compassion.

 

At twenty-two,

I befriended rejection

And empty niceties.

I ended the chase of deprecation,

With recognition and pride.

 

At twenty-three,

I recognized an old friend.

We walk each other home

With intention, direction, and peace.

 

Kailani Norwell is an amateur writer. She writes for the love of writing. It is her sincerest form of expression—a way to put her wide-ranging ideas and life experiences into something cohesive. As a clinical therapist, she helps others find, listen to, and use their voice. And her writing is her voice. The world as she experiences it is her

 

 

 

Featured image by Dmitry Schemelev.

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