Day by Day
Some days I feel like a hermit
I’m not sure what I’m doing
Some days distractions come to play
Some days all I can do is cry, praying to my parents we will be together again
I’m almost a month strong on antidepressants
This time
Some days sharp objects smile like old friends
Some days I can ignore my inner demons
Some days
I can face the world
Some days
Poem by Tesia Pennie
Note* Black girls that don’t always feel like magic. We’re not alone, don’t stop fighting your demons but know that it takes time. Only you know your journey. It’s not always going to be easy. In fact, it’s going to be extremely difficult, but so worth it in the end. Please keep fighting. I am.