Unruly screams
I brought you here
You called out another
Minutes passed by
Demanding more than I can give you
Reflection of my own angst
That I once brought forth
This is a thankless role I play
This towering sometimes depressed human you see before you has exhausted every part of them
my mind constantly tells me I'm not enough. Outside critics give the staredown, as the tantrums commence
A once enjoyable outing turned into a full mom shaming arena
Each shriek beams on the eyes followed by the gawks, the comments of how dare she, why is she crying and the classic gasp of ohh my!
I should just ignore such trivial body language and slander but each word each look, tears small holes into my soul
Little hugs kisses and giggles help to remedy each scrape and these words
I write into art bandage and heal over time.
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Author’s Note: Hi I'm Anna, My passion is art and writing. I look at my writing as art, being able to share is a gift, a gift I want to give everybody of my art.
A little bit about me, I'm not a stranger to panic attacks as I have them every so often as well as since 2006. I was diagnosed with Schizoaffective disorder, an ongoing journey of making sure to take care of myself holistically and through talk therapy. I guess you could say for me to write my prose and share my written art is very therapeutic. I am currently working on a book about my time at Art School, and so far It is very healing quite a beautiful excursion to be on.
Some other side things about me is that I love to bake. I love to crochet. I love hiking and I love the Chicago Bears like my Pops. I hope you all enjoy my written art. Thank you so much!