"Basement Woman"

I'm letting her out of the basement today!

I know I am mad

but I don't feel a thing,

anger is playing hide and seek with me again

& I don't have the energy to pretend.

The door's closed

and guarded by a scary grinning cat

that wants me to smile through the pain,

be a queen & hold up my head.

You see,

grief I know by now,

helplessness I can endure,

even loneliness & despair have become my friends,

- but anger?

I don't know her!

She lives in the shadows,

rarely says a word,

turned away from me,

keeps staring at the wall

and the cat says I just shouldn't bother.

But something's changing

and I can't live like this anymore,

so I'm letting her out of the basement today,

not sure she's strong enough for the fresh air

but she can sit in the sun

& warm up her face

until she's ready to scream

& tell me about all of her pain.

If you found this poem - Thank you for being here! I'd love to connect.

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