The eye

In the eye
of the beholder
I am
cold
unfriendly
cheerful
loving
distant

In the eye
of the beholden
I am
simply
me

If

If I look at
a year
I can see
the big picture

suffering
pain
anger
acceptance
love

but if I look at
a day
one at a time
a year becomes something
else

I feel

terrified
cheerful
angry
calm
depressed
giggly

confused
certain
hopeful
despairing
relieved
tense

I am
a teenager
abuse
victim

I don't understand
who I am
what I want
who can help

I can't tell
who I am
what I want
who can help

I won't tell you
who I am
what I want
who can help

because I don't
know

Abuse is

Why would I talk about abuse at Christmas ... the season of holly and presents and love and peace. Because it's part of life and life happens year-'round .... unfortunately.

don't
talk
about
what happened

don't
feel
incomprehensible
emotions

don't
trust
anyone
ever
again

silicone cupcakes

colorful
flexible
soft
convenient
easy
tasty
burnless
but
stuck