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.