28 Likes Comment
  • Save


Let bygones be bygones.


The dark, heavy cloak of guilt you wear, it is dulling your shine!

Why waste more time?
There’s still too much life.



Getting older and sicker, you still cover my pain with liquor.



carry on, question why and how you could do it all so wrong.

Despite the terrifying turbulence, tears, endless fear; I was born wanting acceptance and peace.


Rest easy, do not look but SEE.


Tenacity and resiliency, I carefully discerned how my life would be.



I hope for trust and vulnerability to share comfortably.


Come here, I’ll dry your tears after all these years.



  • Save

You might like

Alyssa Winchester-Calderon

About the Author: Alyssa Winchester-Calderon

(Bios are so awkward) INFJ Indigenous Integrative healing arts practitioner Published freelance writer Advocate & volunteer for: Mental Health, Domestic Violence, Endometriosis

Leave a Reply

2.6K Shares 2.4K views
Share via
Copy link
Powered by Social Snap