Adoption Poems
63. All The Wrong Reasons
by Kea Campbell
If you were to ask why I wear a weighted vest, I would tell you it's in my best physical interest.
But on a deeper level, body dysmorphia screws with my head, and the lies I tell myself will one day have me dead.
They scream at me to put on the damn vest and don't stop until I can't take another step.
They scream at me to suck it up, so I trek until I inhale but can't seem to catch a breath.
If you were to ask why I'm always with someone, I would tell you that I love my friends and that comfortable silence is truly the best.
But on a deeper level, I can't be alone because of the ways I depreciate myself when there are no witnesses.
If I wake up alone, I rot in bed until it's someone else that might be negatively affected.
If I eat alone, I overindulge, just to come out of the bathroom with my eyes bloodshot and my cheeks puffy and red.
......
I wondered why you gave me up
by Sharon Morgan
I’ve often wondered who I am
I pondered who gave birth to me
I wondered why you gave me up
I asked if this was meant to be
I wondered why I never knew
That my new mother had replaced you
She gave me love and tender care
Made sacrifices for me each day, each year
......
After The Fog
by Simon Benn
Numb, cocooned ignorant in the fog.
Unable to see what's close by.
What's right in front of my nose.
Staring me right in the face.
The fog lifts in a life-changing instant.
Furious storm clouds revealed.
Angry, scared tears deluge.
Threaten the ground beneath.
......
Beneath
by Simon Benn
Your fist fast in fury.
White knuckled in fear.
Tight and terrified in trauma.
Locked and alone.
Fingers loosen to offer a glimmer.
Dancing light shards.
Fingers unfurl sparkles grow.
Light rushes in and bounces back.
......
63. All The Wrong Reasons
by Kea Campbell
If you were to ask why I wear a weighted vest, I would tell you it's in my best physical interest.
But on a deeper level, body dysmorphia screws with my head, and the lies I tell myself will one day have me dead.
They scream at me to put on the damn vest and don't stop until I can't take another step.
They scream at me to suck it up, so I trek until I inhale but can't seem to catch a breath.
If you were to ask why I'm always with someone, I would tell you that I love my friends and that comfortable silence is truly the best.
But on a deeper level, I can't be alone because of the ways I depreciate myself when there are no witnesses.
If I wake up alone, I rot in bed until it's someone else that might be negatively affected.
If I eat alone, I overindulge, just to come out of the bathroom with my eyes bloodshot and my cheeks puffy and red.
......
Beneath
by Simon Benn
Your fist fast in fury.
White knuckled in fear.
Tight and terrified in trauma.
Locked and alone.
Fingers loosen to offer a glimmer.
Dancing light shards.
Fingers unfurl sparkles grow.
Light rushes in and bounces back.
......
After The Fog
by Simon Benn
Numb, cocooned ignorant in the fog.
Unable to see what's close by.
What's right in front of my nose.
Staring me right in the face.
The fog lifts in a life-changing instant.
Furious storm clouds revealed.
Angry, scared tears deluge.
Threaten the ground beneath.
......
I wondered why you gave me up
by Sharon Morgan
I’ve often wondered who I am
I pondered who gave birth to me
I wondered why you gave me up
I asked if this was meant to be
I wondered why I never knew
That my new mother had replaced you
She gave me love and tender care
Made sacrifices for me each day, each year
......
