mental health – Page 5 – Jordyn Saelor

into the roaring storm

so no you stupid fates just existing isn’t rewarded with happiness, I am a rainbow or water,

I screamed/under the wind

there’s a little brook that falls over a rainbow, and the brook one day asked the rainbow why they kept letting her fall

in these pages

All fates are the same, it seems: whether witch or demon, rabbit or tree, the tones just tell us to

tonight

You wouldn’t believe I left this collection of letters unwritten in for seven years. Because you didn’t have to wait that long

flap your wings

I said I want to defy gravity but practically, what does that look like? Well. Let’s make a list of the facts: I became a witch, which very few

raise your hands

all that rises someday dies, where does this leave us, should we cry, head must conquer guilt and shame heart must seek power and fame

praises

the spirit and I parted like a lightning bolt leaving a cloud—I screamed bloody thunder while my insides

22- I lied,

of course I did. I said I broke up my tyrant heart like a planet, like all the little bits of me (stomach, lungs, skin) warred

I trips

The spirit and I got along fine. One time, I cried for a whole day while the spirit experimented

Maybe

this all rises from the root of childhood. The very foundation of understanding I built before conscious awareness, in order to make sense of the world.